Where are you? Can I join you? I think I'd like to know, even just for a moment, what it's like to be behind your eyes. Sometimes I know I would jump at the chance, and other times, I'm not so sure. If I traveled there with you, what would I be like when I... Continue Reading →
To the Most Boring
I can see it so clearly. Seventh grade, an early afternoon right after lunch. Tired and ready to go home, 30 students had taken their seats in the last class of the day. And sitting towards the back of the classroom in a wooden desk, was a 12 year old me. I was excited for... Continue Reading →