I sat in the back of my mom’s Honda and wept, faded blue suitcase wedged into the seat beside me. My mom patiently plugged in the name of my home for the next 3 months into the GPS- “Center for Discovery”. Just the name made my eyes roll of their own accord. Center for Discovery? Sounded like a load of shit name made up to convince kids that they…read more
Hey! Wait, let me properly greet you with some lingo from your time- what’s up, homie? Time to get lit and spill the tea. Luckily we have grown out of using those phrases, but they apply all the same. It’s 2030 now, and you have officially joined the ranks of the adults. I’m 30, how crazy is that? I hope you are doing well at co…read more