Back in high school, there was a day known as cup check Thursday, and It was nothing short of hell. All these years later and I’m still jumpy on Thursdays. I doubt the phantom pains will ever cease. Truth be told, I still miss the adrenaline of it all. Oh, to be sixteen and without forethought. There’s nothing quite like it.Read More
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