So we’re here. Here, here. Like, together. As in, I asked her if she’d like to consume food somewhere in my presence, and she ignored my dorky habit of doctoring up my vocab for humor and said yes. The sweat, too. She ignored the sweat that accumulated on my brow, the same kind that always forms whenever I’m around her. She’s gracious like that. I’m … Continue reading CONSCIOUS OF THE SELF VARIETY
When you were little, eyes wide as could be, the teacher sat you down and asked you a simple question: Who do you want to be? And dreams of all the choices filled you up. You could fight fires, or teach, or land a shuttle on the moon, that question echoing in your head: Who do you want to be? But you got older, and … Continue reading WHO DO YOU WANT TO BE?