Did you ever pack a bunch of silver, chrome, and neon articles of clothing into a suitcase, then get in the car and drive 12 hours through the middle of a rocky desert only to descend upon a hot tub full of 100 people you have never met but are instantly friends with? – And […]
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You may know it as “the listing disease.” I have contracted it. It comes as a common side effect to making a life list and attending Camp Mighty, or from being an innately organized, point-driven person. (See counteractive example of Desk at Work, which is host to myriad bullet points written on scraps in a post-it […]