Another birthday here and gone. Essentially nothing has changed. The same wish list that’s scribbled in my high school journals persists: 1) Have better posture 2) Loose weight 3) Become a Broadway star 4) Figure out the meaning of life. Is it weird that I think a few of these things are still possible? IContinue reading “I Shall Wear the Bottoms of my Trousers Rolled”
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In the Chair 