What if you stopped looking?

You've been told math absolutely needs to be involved. That's a lie. I'll never forget this sign on that hung on the wall of one of my hippie-vibes-heavy middle school classrooms: “Don’t postpone joy.” We would sneer at it and joke about that sign, ribbing our classmate, Joy, that she was not under any circumstances to be delayed. Trite as that sign may have been, it almost certainly had two indelible effects on me: A) My lack of impulse control around sweet things B) An appreciation for “the...