I had done a year working at WeightWatchers.com full-time, staring at my 19" flat screen monitor from 9:30-6 every day, drenched in ennui.
My shoulders and arms hurt. I was irritable. My nicotine gum habit was spiraling out of control. My neighbors were probably calling me "that yelling guy." I was a mess. So I took my bonus and decided to buy the thing I needed most: time.
Thus began the Layabout Summer.
New York City, August 16, 2017 - ★★★★ A woman in a bikini didn’t wait for the morning sun to reach the couches or lounges on her building’s roofdeck, but sat up in a straight chair on the ...
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