Name
My everyday battle.
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1 min readJun 25, 2014
“What’s your name?” The Starbucks’ employee asked.
“Um,” I utter.
“Just spell it.”
“Daniel. It’s Daniel,” I lie.
“Oh, that’s easy. You need a receipt?”
“No,” I say and walk away.
‘It’s just easier this way.’ I think to myself.
