We walked across the street to The Bean. The inside was just as I remembered it. It was so cozy. Nothing matched. The tables, chairs, couches–they were all mismatched. Not in a chic Teddy way, but in a chaotic flea market way. I didn’t know if it made my ADHD better or worse. Teddy and I used to do homework here, but I never got anything done. Now I knew why.
