When you picture a snorer, a burly, bearded man probably comes to mind. I have a confession: If he and young, fit, female me were to share a shelter, my snoring would probably keep him up. I’ve snored since I was six years old, and I often say that it’s
When you’re living away from Internet and television and don’t want to carry heavy books in your backpack, you have quite a bit of time alone in your head. And, my head has a tendency to use that alone time to get organized. Sometimes, this organization looks really productive and