Labels
April 29, 2018
Labels were plastered all over me, their edges overlapping to create one large cocoon-like prison.
Labels were plastered all over me, their edges overlapping to create one large cocoon-like prison.
“Do good things really come to those who wait?” For the first six months of last year, that’s the question I had been asking … although perhaps it wasn’t phrased so succinctly. It was more like: “What am I supposed to do now?