Years ago, whenever I’d get on the phone with my stepmom and share about whatever recent outdoor exploit I’d stumbled into, she’d inevitably respond, exasperated, with some version of: “Honey, that’s ...
You’re at your desk, trying to make progress on a project when that familiar urge to get up and walk to the vending machines – or anywhere other than your workstation – nags at you. What do you do?
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