You are 12 years old. You’re growing up in an apartment on the 77th floor of supertower 27. It’s a very nice apartment, with a private bathroom, a private kitchen even. You don’t waste a lot of time wishing it had a window. Your family is not poor but you’re not rich either, certainly notContinue reading “The Sky is Always Out of Reach”
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I dreamed I was writing a story
I dreamed I was trying to write a story and I knew what I wanted to write but every time I tried to type into Keep another app opened on my phone and stole my keyboard input. The writing equivalent of dreaming you can’t find a toilet. When I woke up I could still rememberContinue reading “I dreamed I was writing a story”
