Without a “pla”

I'm what you'd call a planner. For as long as I've been aware of being, well, me, I've needed to know where I was going, how I was getting there, and in what state I'd be in upon arrival. Crossing off To Do list items? Love it. Checking off Done boxes? Totally┬ámy jam. Compiling new … Continue reading Without a “pla”

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