33 Things I would tell my 13-year-old self
Not long ago, while half-assing an attempt to Marie Kondo my closet, I found an old shoebox that led me to re-discover a photo of my 13-year-old self. I promptly took a photo of that…
Death Did a Number on Me
Nine years ago, I was sitting mindlessly in my office cubicle in Omaha, Nebraska when the receptionist called to inform me that my dad was in the lobby. I walked out to greet him: He…
