October 2009
Sometimes I think I forget how much I’m going to miss this team.
“Remember what it felt like to build a fort? To hide away in a maze of chairs and pillows and blankets? Remember perching on couches and bunkbeds, overlooking an imaginary empire? It felt amazing to strip those objects of their benign, practical purposes. We were contradicting the domestic order of mom and dad to create something wild and mysterious– a place all our own, with moats and...