I thought that this was incredibly great writing, with unbelievably sad subject matter.

It chilled me. If this was your childhood, you have my prayers.

But, God, it was good.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.