Caprice Crane

Picture the person who intimidates you most. Now picture them crouched like a dog, pooping on the sidewalk, looking up at you, all vulnerable. We all poop. Maybe not on the sidewalk, but nobody is better than you and don't let them think they are for a minute.

All of my most significant moments somehow involved music. It's like my life was a John Hughes film and somebody had to put together the perfect soundtrack.

That red spot!_ she says with alarm.__hat__ a freckle!___t wasn__ there before..._ she says as she inspects her entire arm.__t__ cute.___t__ not cute.___hen it__ mine,_ I say. __f you don__ like it, it__ mine. I__l call it Brady.___y freckle?___es.___ou__e naming my freckle after yourself?_ she says. __nd you think I have issues?___t__ like a star. People buy stars in the constellation and name them after people al the time. As gifts.___o then are you buying my freckle? Because I don__ know if you can afford my freckle. My freckles don__ come cheap, you know._____e already claimed it,_ I declare. __t__ not up for discussion anymore. Just eat your ice cream. And don__ spill any on Brady.

Dating is like pushing your tray along in a cafeteria. Nothing looks good, but you know you have to pick something by the time you reach the cashier.