Some girl I was talking to around this time was calling me “homeschool boy” as a joke to make fun of me. Little did she know that I’ve been running with that joke since junior high. It must have been buggin’ me for a little bit, so I wrote some stuff down about it.

Some storytelling elements while lashing out about my 3rd - 6th grade experience. Super grateful for having such a unique childhood and this was the icing on the cake for it.

Thanks, mom. Looking back now, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.