I Came Home From Work and Found My Baby in a Condition I Will Never Forget – The Archivist

this, finding a quiet room and composing myself, since I was a teenager in that house. It was not a coping mechanism I was proud of, exactly, but it was mine, and it worked, and the composing happened faster now than it used to because I had practiced it more.

In my bag was a folder I had assembled over the previous eight months. I had begun assembling continue reading …