Category Archives: Missouri
“I’m actually on a connecting flight, traveling to a corn hole tournament. It’s a pretty big deal,” the man in the seat behind me announced.
I don’t like change, and I am an anxious person. Nice to meet you.
We drove home and argued. Why was I so angry? About something so small? It’s not about that; it’s about the fact that I feel useless and nothing seems to be going the way it was supposed to go.
The US eventually emerged from The Great Depression, but my grandmother did not.