On a retreat at a hotel, I enjoyed the luxury. The room was clean and devoid of personality, as such places should be. I planned to read and nap, nap and read. But there were a few hurdles. The TV screen grotesquely greeted me, HELLO, KAT. And then there was no note paper in the hotel room. Fortunately, I did get to read – but I now have experienced the paper shortage!
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