Boyhood Good


I wrote this a long (long) time ago. Back in that really fun time between being a child and being an adult. (Sometimes I wonder when I’ll actually¬†feel like a grown-up.)¬†I was still figuring out whoever the fuck I was destined to be and how to get there. Lucky for you the story itself has nothing to do with any of that. It’s just a product of me catching my first real glimpse of the fact that life is really weird and fragile.