All the people who keep the Flyer going are the BOM in my book.

At 18, I watched in confused horror as the Twin Towers fell.

What happens if a site crashes, an app malfunctions, or the net goes down?

Remembering when there was unity in uncertainty.

To those reading this: We wouldn’t be here without you.

And it’s a baffling, misplaced anger-dump.

But do we even care?

I’ve bid adieu to my feathered friends, but more staycation adventures await.

Student loans, bank bailouts, and PPP scams.