I Was Wrong About Late Nights
Sleeping in feels more like some sort of sin.
Sleeping in feels more like some sort of sin.
Similar to my experiences with the rest of the LGBTQ+ community, I didn’t really know that trans people existed for a long time.
Did I still want to be a journalist? Did I want to go into publishing? Did I want to go to grad school? If so, what for? History? Special education? Languages and literature? Some other field?
Marla was making her way in the world.
I respect what mascots do from a distance but I do not want to be caught in their frozen, unblinking gaze, thank you very much.
It would be weird if a LotR Magic set didn’t feature The One Ring in some way, and disappointing if it wasn’t a powerful card.
When asked if I needed a bag, demonstrated to the shopkeeper that I could simply slot two full-sized wine bottles into the two outer pockets of my oversized winter parka.
I got the Neverland stars tattooed on my wrist a few months later. I didn’t want to forget how special it all was.
Comedy is a tool that humans need to process and understand tragedy.
Is there a point to anything, and if so, why?