Smell-mories

I used to work in a coffee shop. It didn’t do particularly well, not in a town like Bountiful in the early 2000’s, and not

Adulting

A few days ago, an old friend and I were talking about being an adult over a couple of apple ales. In particular, we compared

On brainstorming

If I could get paid to stare at the yellow wall of my living room while my laptop’s fan whirred beneath my motionless fingers, I’d