#97 A memory

Originally, this blog was suppose to be a collection of thoughts and memories. Well, lately, all I have been seeing is complaints and nagging. Someone needs to fire the writer...(tugs on collar). Here's a memory for you. My best friend and I spent a lovely day at the spa. It wasn't the spa we usually…

#18 Aaron

Aaron. I have known Aaron since we were fourteen years old. Honestly, I can’t remember how we met exactly or what my opinion was of him. 9th grade is a bit of a blur. But, I remember when we became good friends, it was in the 12th grade. You know the long-standing debate about how…