How to Unfollow Friends and Influence Yourself

1987. A new city. A new school. Two moves in two years.

I was ten and though I don’t often delve into the past, this year would arc the trajectory of my life. It was, in its tragic way, much like falling down a hill which was higher than expected. It seems strange to imagine that the events of childhood can extend invisibly over twenty years into the future. And thought the events seem common place and perhaps even cliched, it’s impossible to omit them without negating the lessons that I am, j...