PhD/JD/MBA; qualitative studies = my pal;
If it's written, I’ll probably read it;
Twin dad - so perpetually tired;
Ocasional mispeler;
Still looking for Waldo
What’s worse than seeing a spider when you aren’t ready?
Losing sight of it.
Spider hide-and-seek has made me keenly aware of every piece of dust hitting my body.
New Years was a big bust once I realized the rest of the Easterly world got it first.
Selfish? Maybe.
(For the record, I wrote shellfish first. It’s been a long year) 🦐