Self-declared sci-fi nerd with a passion for literature, software, spice, ice and everything sliced.
Younger Me: “Please don’t do this.”
Me: “You think I care.”
Younger Me: “This is killing me!”
[What an impossible woman! She refuses to talk to me like a person and is constantly condescending to me. Why did I even think she’d care? She’s a cynical, nihilistic twenty…
[The rain is pounding hard against the windows. You can hear people talking out on the street as they shelter on canopied porches. I sip slowly on the glass of whiskey-ginger in my hand, while staring out the…