Time waits for no one | Moment's Notice
Last updated 5/17/2017 at Noon
When I was young, I would spend hours listening to my favorite songs, memorizing the lyrics and painstakingly transcribing them into various notebooks and letters to represent feelings I could not yet express on my own.
At 16, a friend and I would drive around all night long in her dad’s convertible, talking about things, life and whatnot. I saw reading a 500-page book in two days as a logical use of time and a process of discovery when I was 12. (I vividly remember sitting on the blue-carpeted floor next to my bed reading “A Wrinkle in Time.”)
Today, taking that much time to read f...