Scattered Nothingness: On Being Socially Awkward, and Being Bad, and My Possibly Unhealthy Attachment to the Seventh Grade

This post will not be poetic. It will not say anything of great meaning. It will be a blank stare in a room full of people at that moment at the office party when the boss suddenly points to you and says it is your turn to contribute and you say, awkwardly, that you haveContinue reading “Scattered Nothingness: On Being Socially Awkward, and Being Bad, and My Possibly Unhealthy Attachment to the Seventh Grade”