Red Blood, White Myth, and Blue Dreams

By 30, I had accomplished every dream I’d ever had — but my new life came with a price I didn’t know how to pay

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I balance on a two-by-four, feathering the trigger of my staple gun with impatience. My shift ends in 15 minutes and then it’s a race to be showered, transformed, and through D.C. traffic. Sawdust and little…