It was March on a Sunday at a gas station off I-95 in Rhode Island. I scrolled through my audiobook app to find something to pass the miles faster. I was worn out from Boston Tea Party, a crossover swing dance event in Massachusetts.
I typed in Malcolm Gladwell to see what might be available. I like the sound of his voice. It reminds me of someone I love.
Blink was the book I downloaded. Voice aside, I really just chose it because it was available. I had absolutely no idea what it was actually about. None. I listened to Tipping Point last summer and enjoyed it. I hit play and resumed my journey down 95. Continue reading “Blink I-95”