“Talks excessively.” No matter the awesome grades I received on my report card, the comment section was always filled with that remark. I may have loved learning but I spent a decent amount of my time in elementary school outside in the hallway doing my work solo. Adult me is mature enough now to admit…
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Confessions of an Ex-Millennial Mayor
I imagine 18-year-old me, 28-year-old me, and the me today sitting at a bar. They’d all get along kee-keeing with one another. They’d converse about talking the crying customer out of the plane bathroom before take off, or telling the one man, “I’m as hot and chocolate as he was going to get,” because we…