Mack’s Musings
There’s a fine line between advantage and exploitation, and we cross that line subtly, every…
Oh, my twenties. What an eventful decade. This era was marked with tests that came…
I love to travel solo, and I’m done apologizing for it. I started traveling solo…
I’ve got a wig. You’ve got a wig. All God’s children got a wig. Or a…
Give them flowers while they can still smell them. A concept frequently understood, but not often…
