Chapter Twenty-One

While turning twenty felt like the end of an epoch, twenty-one feels rather quiet and inconsequential. Besides the practical aspect of having finally turned an age that my peers have all been for months, I’m looking back on the last year and, uncharacteristically, don’t have much to say. Sure, things happened. But they all sort of passed uneventfully. It’s as if becoming an adult just … Continue reading Chapter Twenty-One