Grief isn’t sadness, it’s exhaustion
Google has P A G E S of hits when you search for grief and exhaustion. I know this because every couple of months I...
Oh, the Eighties. Everyone looks so young. So idealistic. So high on Aqua Net fumes.
My school had a tradition (a lovely one) that younger classes brought treats to the senior commons the last couple of days before school let out for the holiday. (Being a senior was good.) To start off our senior year’s munchie time, we parodied this song… Feed the Seniors.
The rest of the school was not amused. To this day I still think it was pretty funny.