In the fall of 2014, I made a lifelong friend.
I was only a year out of college – dewy-eyed, 23, working odd jobs and hoping to somehow turn them into a writing career, trying not to concern myself with everyone else’s preoccupation with...
In the fall of 2014, I made a lifelong friend.
I was only a year out of college – dewy-eyed, 23, working odd jobs and hoping to somehow turn them into a writing career, trying not to concern myself with everyone else’s preoccupation with...