I’m done with the exhausting, soulless, checking-account emptying over-gifting extravaganza that dominates Christmas.
Do not tell me this is a representative democracy.
It’s ALL back in style? Like, seriously, ALL OF IT?!?
Asking the important questions, like: Do we need to define ourselves with things? How does each generation deal with death? And how much teen boob is too much?
For most of my adult life, work has been the primary outlet for my creativity. So what happens when a new job doesn’t want my creativity at all?