When you’re my age, you do try to play your birthday down, but sometimes there’s an unexpected sniper shooting, with candles.
I’m in Panera at 6 a.m. 259 more words
A few years ago, I sat in my classroom with my co-teacher, eating an avocado and talking about our goals. The lesson had either gone really well, or really not well — I don’t remember. 819 more words
Everyone wants to be remembered. We want to be at least recognized by the people around us, by the people we love. We want them to remember how we looked last night, because we dressed up so well. 591 more words