That Middle-Aged Person Who…

Yeah, that’s me.

dm freewoman
Sep 1, 2018 · 3 min read

I was going down a fairly fantastical rabbit hole the other day whilst waiting for the last straggling tourists to arrive at the campground where I‘ve worked this summer (this job, I should also state, has been a great impetus in my return to school, in hopes that I might never have to take a job like this again — except that who am I kidding? I’m an English major).

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