Colourful photographs of damsels and dragons, movie posters and modern artwork line the walls.Other visitors mill about and we occasionally eavesdrop on them.Candy wants to show me a new photo of a crouching blank panther she has just put up, so we walk over to check it out.New people stroll in and Candy greets them with a wave and an enthusiastic "Hi!!!The onboarding process has been thorough (looking at you, PCI Compliance) and sometimes puts you on the spot (I had to give a fun fact about myself at a recent company-wide meeting), but it feels more like a rite of passage to be worthy of joining an amazing group of people.I applied at Daxko because I was looking for an environment of like-minded people who cared about what they did, how they did it, and perhaps most importantly, the people they do it with.Jumping into Daxko is not unlike leaping into a rushing river, and I mean that in the best way possible.
We weren’t talking about major loss, or suffering—just the way everyone seems to be facing some hard thing or another.
A mood at once gay and solemn is born in the soul when it first discovers a path to light out of the dark cavern of the body, and is made aware of wide realms to travel in with a higher order of beings as companions After booting up and getting online, I sip my coffee while I wait for the community to finish loading. My screen fills with the rooms of my house and I see myself standing expectantly at the living-room door.
I am wearing what I picked out yesterday, jeans and a white T-shirt over my tall, slim and buxom female frame.
National Geographic Traveler | February/March 2013 Thrown by life, a woman drives south—where fresh perspective gets her back in the saddle.
By Kate Siber A long, straight, empty road is the best tonic for melancholy. On an otherwise forgettable, sun-bleached week in April, a decided-by-the-hour route leads me from my home in Durango, Colorado, through New Mexico, gravitating south almost instinctively.