I am far too easily irritated by the little things; as a result of my irritation, I was one angry and nasty child in a house full of angry, nasty...
The haze of summer is full of not-quites. Not-quite-cool, not-quite-boring, not-quite-at-ease. I sink into plastic seats that don’t sink...
A dream bouncing on my head. A dream playing hop scotch on my brain and then taking a slide down to my thoughts. Exploring my brain and taking...
The engine sputtered to life. My sister hastily brandished her phone. My dad leisurely shoved in his earplugs. We began slowly but surely chugging...
