Apr 3, 2022
4 min read
It Was Late and I Was Tired
The story of the worst first draft I ever wrote.
I have found myself sitting here on what still technically constitutes a Sunday morning (for another 20-ish minutes anyway) and I have no Thing for today. So, having been in this position before, I figured I’d regale you with the story of a paper I wrote in high school that had the same title as this article.
