High school tends to be a mixed bag. Some of us look back on those years with fondness, others try to forget it as much as possible.
These days, I fall somewhere between the two. I’d never go back and relive that time, but I can glance over my shoulder now and pick out the best parts. And it’s those parts I hang onto, the memories that shine the brightest and bring a small sense of wistfulness the present often lacks.[Read more…]