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

to drink much during dinner. I lifted it, not dramatically, not high above my head in some grand gesture. Just enough to be seen. Just enough to claim this moment as mine.

My voice, when I spoke, was calm. Even. Steady as bedrock.

“Cheers,” I said. “I wish everyone well.”

Five words. That was all. No accusations. No explanations. No defense of the life continue reading …