Why Am I Still Embarrassed About Things That Happened 10 Years Ago?
It's a nice day, you're strolling along, music's queued up, prospects looking good, your sweater's matching your pants, the person you're seeing just sent you a cute text, no one you know is actively sick or angry at you, your dreams are, if not on the brink of actualization, not impossibly far from it, and yet here...