Inching the door closed
Category: Life
It's inevitable, I know. Growing up, shutting the door to your childhood bedroom one last time. I've been stewing in these thoughts for years, since maybe fourteen, even thirteen? And it hasn't gotten any better - unless you count outright sadness converting into dull nothingness and vague apprehension as an improvement. See, my birthday is in four days. And it should be one of those big parties,... » Continue Reading