When I was growing up in the backwoods of Pine Rock Park in the era before Twitter, Instagram and the electric light bulb…
I’ve always loved science. This goes back to ever since I dissected my first earthworm.
After all these years, I finally figured out where I went wrong with my life. It turns out I made poor choices in college.
Aging is harder for the beautiful and popular people, according to my friend who’s a therapist. Being neither beautiful nor popular, I’m accustomed to the routine.