What DIY Couldn't Do for Me
Illustration by Janet Mac, Updated 16:44, Dec. 16, 2020 | Published 14:14, Dec. 16, 2020 The desk was tiny, wooden, and had no legs—it was meant to be screwed into a corner. When I was done using it, I could fold it flat against my bedroom wall and hide it behind my full-length mirror. In my ecstatic state buying it online, I may have even called it beautiful. It was only the end of March and, a few weeks in, the pandemic already felt interminable. My partner and I were both working from the one-bedroom apartment we rent in Vancouver—I as a graduate student and teaching assistan...
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