It’s a strange phenomenon when your parents stop being your parents and are just other people. People, that in the past, had every reason to do with why you are here now, wiped your bottom, fed you milk that you can’t remember the taste of (and don’t want to), and dictated nearly every aspect of your life. 411 more words
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Sometimes you just can’t find good dialogue outside of your own head. This is one such instance–a Conversation with Myself.
In case you have managed to mercifully avoid this whole ordeal, here’s a refresher on the NFL “scandal” known as “Deflategate” or “Ballghazi”: the New England Patriots have been accused of intentionally deflating footballs during a game. 878 more words
“It’s going to be OK!” Shocker! I know! When I am not whispering these words to myself, I probably could be. As Elliot* the charmingly precocious, three-going-on-four year-old son of my friend-and-former-college-roomate, Alice, often says, “Here’s the thing…” 423 more words