And so it Begins… Again
It’s 2:00pm. I’m a coffee shop in Mt. Airy between teaching gigs and despite outward appearances, I am working. I know it doesn’t look like it—I’m…
It’s 2:00pm. I’m a coffee shop in Mt. Airy between teaching gigs and despite outward appearances, I am working. I know it doesn’t look like it—I’m…