There’s a place where facts, myths, and legends merge, blending together in our minds into a soft, purple, swirling haze. It’s a place where each of us was the star, the captain of the football team, the head cheerleader, the smart kid with the 4.0 average, or the popular kid that everyone wanted to be and be seen with.
Memories. Somehow, now that we have children of our own, we’ve forgotten the awkwardness of adolescence as it slowly ebbs away with time. In time, we have forgotten how hard it actually was. Read More»