My friend and I used to fall asleep to the flicker of the TV in our high school years. Every night we would stay up late and watch the first segments ...
In 2007, a much younger me sits silently, perched on a black-lacquered stool in an awkward pose. His legs extend upward towards his chest, because, yo...
I've written this same piece more than a few times. A couple versions existed in my head when I have had the great privilege of an hour car ride all b...
