manatee's wake

Ten years ago today, I celebrated an “independence day” of my own.

These were going to be Christmas wishes, before I heard we aren’t getting a Christmas special this year.

You probably know the ones: they feel sort of suedey when they’re brand new, but they don’t stay new for long.

There's an autism stereotype that just won't die, and it never stops bugging me.

Well.

This post is part of a blog title exchange challenge.

Every December since a roundabout was built near the library, my city has put up a giant Christmas tree in the middle of said roundabout.

“What fictional character(s) do you find most relatable?”

That line has lived in my head since I thought it up and noticed it's in iambic heptameter.

Late last month, my debit card declined at the gas station.