It’s a tall goddamned order, being cheerful, but what are you going to do? Sulk around all the time? Make everyone else miserable? Make yourself miserable?…
I was a lazy kid. I want that out front lest my parents read this and think I'm trying to pass myself off as some paragon of mental fortitude. I shirked with…
When I think back on my earliest memory of a bicycle and a hill, what I recall is the down, the building momentum, wind in hair, the involuntary grin. Turning…
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