08/22/2026
Truth!
My daughter found an old photo album last Christmas and asked, genuinely alarmed, what exactly was happening in half the pictures. I told her the truth, which was that I honestly don't remember most of it either, and that's sort of the whole point. Nobody was filming anything. Nobody was documenting anything for later. We just lived through it, badly, joyfully, and then it was simply gone, existing only in a handful of blurry photographs nobody can quite explain. I've never once had to delete evidence of my twenties. It never existed to begin with.
