This summer is a strange one. The World Cup is in my backyard. Consequently, my office is closed for a month, with a mandated work remote summer. And adding countless visitors to the already congested city (y’all are welcome, though), has me hunkered down at home. So I’m treating summer 2026 as my cocoon and here is what is keeping me company.
Read MoreMore often than not, the mail box offers rainbow of unhappy mail. Bills, advertisements (as if we don’t see enough), and even scams bombard me weekly without my consent through the little black box at the end of my driveway. I pine for the long lost days of singing Blue’s Clues’ Mail Time as a child, who knew only of birthday cards and grandma’s letters.
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