Musings of a passionate, always curious, 28 year old
Today I am 26 years old. I’ve blown out the candles, opened the gifts, and heard my mom tell the story of March 30, 1994 once again. When I think back on this last year, my 25th year on this earth two words come to mind. Dumpster. Fire. Now don’t get me wrong I amRead More
In the 5th grade I remember hearing that girls and boys in my class were “going out”. I remember at the time I was so confused, I used to say to my friends “where do they go? the water fountain?”. Yes I was hilarious in the 5th grade. I was a tall girl with frizzyRead More
