Recycling Bin Of Broken Dreams

In San Francisco, a city ordinance requires us to sort our garbage properly.  The S.F. Department Of The Environment isn’t pulling our leg, either.  I live in a building where we’ve been threatened with steep fines for putting items into the wrong bins and neglecting to flatten cardboard.  The problem is extreme enough the custodial staff can’t handle all of it. I’ve posted about this before, so please forgive the redundancy.  This post is really about a creative person’s Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, which goes hand-in-hand not only with keeping the contents of recycling and compost bins up to code but making … Continue reading Recycling Bin Of Broken Dreams