“The Quarterback Shoved My Little Sister — He Didn’t Know Her Brother Had Just Returned From a Black Ops Deployment”

about nothing, the general chaos of people who have never had to worry about whether the pile of trash on the roadside might explode. The sheer volume of insignificant sound in a world where nothing is actually threatening creates a dissonance in my brain that I’m still learning to process.

Right now, I’m sitting in my beat-up Ford F-150 in the pick-up continue reading …