If you and I went to high school together, I’m curious how you remember me. In my head, I remember being shy and anxious, but also willing to go on the offensive with my opinion. I remember hating being told what to do (by anyone), but also feeling compelled to be polite to people. That’s an interesting conundrum, isn’t it? “Look at him, he’s raging against the machine, but he’s so damn polite about it.” Continue reading “These Are a Few of My Favorite Things”
A.P. Miller 