One Burning Man
I was a twelve-year old caught in the midst of a historical wave.
This Day in Ghostory
Yikes, George!
I Miss Wealthy Theatre
“An hour and forty-two minutes!” I would think, fist-pumping at the director’s restraint.
How I Survived the Dunkin’ App Betrayal
“Has it set in a little or is it still pretty tough?”
Taylor’s Worst Ex
I hope you’re constantly getting images of the Eras Tour.
Gregorian Days
How strange and befuddling, to have lived in two months on one day.
Connecting Dots
Maybe a dictatorship took power on that day. A groundbreaking piece of legislation? A ceasefire of a war?
Grief is Like Glitter
The changing leaves are a reminder that nothing is permanently with us.
First of Shadows, First of Shots
I’d rub my arm and think, being first hurts.
Marvin
He was also a man whose lasting legacy would be defined in a single moment.
