Kimba is NOT Wonder Woman. Not even close. I don’t have access to a magical invisible airplane that can transport me into the city in a quick minute (but wouldn’t that be crazy cool being that commuting worships at the temple of suck?!). I can’t whip out that golden lasso of truth to cut through the BS. My truth is that weekends pass when I don’t get any of my s**t done. Assignments  and laundry pile up, deadlines loom, in-boxes become cluttered. If I’ve learned anything in my journey to the the … [Read more...]