I thought the doctor was pretty cool. I think that anyone who can step into a messy situation and make it workable is pretty cool.

In placing words on a page, you offer a small promise to the person you hope to become. So, to write about tomorrow is to speak to yourself across time.

In this day and age, the knowledge and approbation of patinas are diminishing, and with it, the esteem for the virtue of time itself. 

Clouds sat low, the Potomac moved with the wind, and surprisingly, I was having a great time.

Increasingly, and even more so today, communication between cultures and locations has caused both the blending and connection of idiosyncratic tendencies in speech, action, and expectations in interaction.

My name was called. I walked, I graduated. Someone clapped. Someone else probably took a picture.

My feet are still sore from being mashed on by the heels of girls I can’t even name, and it’s honestly a miracle I made it home this morning.

Prom 2k22, thank you.