Sometimes it’s best to take the easy way out. To the perfectionist daughter of the man whose photo is probably found beside the very definition of the word, those words feel like laziness as my fingers fly over the keyboard tonight. We do hard things here. We don’t take shortcuts. If we do things, we do them well. We don’t take the easy way out. Not in high school when your science teacher says you should take two advanced science classes your senior year. And not now either. Except when it seems possible to “work smarter, not ...
Guacamole and The Easy Way Out
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