One more piece of sky in the jigsaw puzzle of our school.

I am weird, and you know what? That's OK. So are most interesting people.

As we stood there, chest high in water, I felt like I was in the middle of my own romance novel.

... it looked at me as it passed, smiling in that crazy-happy way that dogs do. And I started laughing. I mean, how can you not laugh at a dog running on the beach? But I was also kind of crying, too. Laughing and crying simultaneously hurts. It hurts and it's confusing.