Since graduation I have measured time in 4-by-5-inch pieces of paper four days on the left and three on the right. Every social engagement interview reading flight doctor's appointment birthday and dry-cleaning reminder has been handwritten between metal loops.
I'll never forget my 24th birthday when my tooth got punched out. And for a second I was like it would be really hilarious if I sold it on eBay. But I can't that's just too creepy. I don't think I can go there.
