#162. Shred over a thousand sheets of paper.

Riveting, I know.

But I actually felt  inexplicably joyful watching hundreds and hundreds of sheets go into the shredder at Journey’s End Refugee Center, where I volunteer once a week. I usually work the front desk — telling case managers their appointments have arrived and transferring calls to the wrong extensions — but today one of the lawyers had a project for me to work on.

I happily accepted her offer to let me sit at a desk shredding piles and piles of outdated files. It’s an adrenaline rush like no other, trust me.

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