I’m entering week four of working by myself at the 9 to 5. I may becoming feral, like my primitive ancestors that lived in caves, drew on walls, and bought T-Rex steaks at Yoder’s Meat Market in the 70s. I’m getting lots of work done, oddly enough. I think if you cut out human contact, […]

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