For Me, The Hero’s Journey Is Not

But It Was Sure A Privilege To Love Him, Huh?" I Nodded Into His Shirt. "gives You An Idea How I Feel About You," He Said. My Old Man. He Always Knew Just What To Say.

My Lungs Sucked At Being Lungs.

The Town Was Paper, But The Memories Were Not.

When People Call People Nerds, Mostly What They're Saying Is, 'you Like Stuff.' Which Is Not A Good Insult At All, Like, 'you Are Too Enthusiastic About The Miracle Of Human Conscience.

I’m On A Roller Coaster That Only Goes Up, My Friend.