I love when I bat a draft of an article back to an editor, and its off my desk for a day or two. I can pretend that it’s perfect and brilliant and catch up on other stuff in my life. This freelance lifestyle is okay in many ways. I think it would be almost impossible to put me in a 9-5 desk ever again.
How about some links before I go out for some exercise?
I’m still thinking about whether or not the media has become too scary and depressing, and nobody wants to watch it anymore. I have mixed feelings. On the one hand, I am definitely consuming more light, lifestyle-type information on social media than I did in the past. On the other, I do think that the media underreported some depressing stories about kids’ lives destroyed by the shutdowns.
I spend too much time looking at Instagram Stories and have been making them, too.
Picture: Where did my babies go? And does Payless still make those sandals?
Apt. 11d 