Don’t Just Intersect.
I get confused sometimes. I’m not referring to walking into a room and forgetting the reason (though that happens all the time to, fo’ real). I don’t mean tossing one of my wife’s sweaters in...
I get confused sometimes. I’m not referring to walking into a room and forgetting the reason (though that happens all the time to, fo’ real). I don’t mean tossing one of my wife’s sweaters in...
Recently I was on a flight from Atlanta to San Antonio. It was a typical travel leg: crowded plane, too-small seat, frustrated passengers ready to get to their destination. In many ways, it was completely normal. Until...