I’ve been working – sporadically – on a project that one of my friends introduced me to. It’s called “Storyworth,” and the upshot is that each week, Storyworth asks me a question about my past, and I write an answer. Well, that is the way it’s supposed to work. For a while, I was doing my darnedest to answer the weekly question, but then things got out of hand.
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