rumynate

ISSUE One Presence Was Never The Job Everyone wants the laptop life. Almost nobody builds the thing that actually lets you walk away. It was a Tuesday, and I was working from a deck in the Pocono Mountains. It had rained all weekend. That morning it finally cleared, and the air had that smell you only get in the mountains after rain, wet pine and cold and something clean underneath it. The fire pit from the night before was still there. So were the marshmallow sticks. I had my laptop open on...