I was wrapping and taping and hiding and price-sticker-removing until the wee hours last night…if 10:30 pm can be legitimately called the wee hours. But it felt like the wee hours. Where did we get the phrase ‘wee hours’? Tangent. I’m back. So I thought I would head into the archive today and pull out one of my favorite posts…
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Twenty Years of Stories
This is the archive: two decades of questions, lessons, and moments worth writing down. I don't publish here much anymore, but I do still write about my life today, what I'm up to, travel, family, work insights, and more. If you want the current stuff, that's what the newsletters are for and I'd love for you to subscribe.
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