Monthly Archives: March 1998

A dry and lonesome and cold place

I wrote this in grade 8. The oldest thing I wrote that I still have on my computer. Continue reading

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Proof that I was pretentious when I was 13

Thursday, March 12, 1998 10:00 A few days ago spring was in the air; there was no snow and the birds sang the song of spring. But a few days later we have been plunged back into the depths of … Continue reading

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