Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

the reality settle over me, then drove to the Holiday Inn Express where I checked into a room that smelled like industrial carpet cleaner and featured art that was probably purchased in bulk.

I spent the next two days in that room, watching daytime television on low volume, checking my phone obsessively for updates, texting David periodically with “Any continue reading …