Midway Through My Vasectomy, the Surgeon Said One Sentence That Told Me Something Was Very Wrong. – The Archivist

nothing of the storm raging in my chest.

This was it. The day everything would either fall apart or fall into place.

The courthouse was exactly what you’d expect – marble floors that echoed every footstep, fluorescent lights that made everyone look slightly sick, and the kind of institutional gravity that made people speak in hushed tones even when discussing continue reading …