As we stood there, chest high in water, I felt like I was in the middle of my own romance novel.

I am weird, and you know what? That's OK. So are most interesting people.

One more piece of sky in the jigsaw puzzle of our school.

... it looked at me as it passed, smiling in that crazy-happy way that dogs do. And I started laughing. I mean, how can you not laugh at a dog running on the beach? But I was also kind of crying, too. Laughing and crying simultaneously hurts. It hurts and it's confusing.