"He’s…he’s having concentration problems," I answer. I don’t want to say he had a complete mental meltdown.”Concentration problems, eh?” Beetee smiles grimly. “If you knew what Finnick’s been through the last few years, you’d know
h o w r e m a r k a b l e i t i s h e ’ s s t i l l w i t h u s a t a l l .
This is how my mother wanted to be remembered. My memory of her is… a little bit different. I’m sure everyone remembers their own version of her. Versions I wouldn’t even recognize. It’s all that’s really left of someone when they’re gone. But that’s the tricky thing. Nobody’s memory is perfect or complete. We jumble things up. We lose track of time. We are in one place and another. And it all feels like one long, inescapable moment. It’s just like my mother used to say:
The carousel never stops turning.
Hi everyone! Just wanted to give y’all a heads up that the mini hiatus I took is almost over! I’m still finishing Blood of Olympus so I’ve been avoiding spoilers but hopefully by tomorrow I’ll be back to posting. Thanks!
I’ve been open for over two hours and I’ve done $25 in sales
Second customer of the day! Wow this is so exciting
Sum 41 - In Too Deep
This guy is walking around the lobby and just went out to his car in a bathrobe. I aspire to be him some day.
This family that is checking out has a golden retriever puppy. I think that it’s a service dog in training. I want it.
I’ve been open for one hour and I’ve had one customer