The Pen, Mightier
We care about what our words look like because we somewhere believe that this says something about who we are beyond font or scrawl.
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The Way We Used to Walk the Dog
Often, until I am directly confronted with the sight of a girl and her book—a sight outside the purview of my current routines—it can slip my mind that I, too, used to read like that. To love reading like that.
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Skills and Interests
I see now that writing has proven at least as costly as a pony could have ever been.
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Down by the Riverside
I was neither family, friend, nor peer, after all. I wished them a good night, hoping that next time, I would answer their questions correctly, that I would know my history, for their sake and mine.
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