[dropcap custom_class="normal"]I[/dropcap] remember when I was a kid how excited I was when I got to look at my mom’s magazines. They transported me to exciting places and allowed me to escape from the drudgery of my daily life. When I would whine to my mom “I’m bored” and felt that I would die from the crushing weight of having “nothing to do” magazines were a godsend.
