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I think I had a couple of good English teachers early on, and I liked reading books, so I decided I must be an English person, and there you have it.

But like a towering stack of nachos, hope and excitement can only be piled so high before everything comes tumbling down.

I hope that, along with her name, I will always carry some reflection of her in me.

Don’t look at me and see where I’m lacking.

I didn’t long for the suffering, but a part of me envied the certainty it seemed to produce.

At best, I’m mildly amusing. At worst, I’m lazy internet trash whose only claim to a comedy crown is stolen memes.

The question “Do you have a TikTok?” definitely sparks an interesting conversation.

Perhaps confession has more to do with vulnerability and emergency than with orthodoxy and tradition.

$20 in a bank only means what it does because we’ve built institutions and systems to support and protect the idea that $20 means $20.

I asked the fair barista, “Sir,
Have you the stock I seek?”
“Alas,” said he, “our shelves are bare,
And will be for a week.”