Determing My Worth
Ugh. Look at that mess. Again. The crowd of crumbs congregated. Papers lay strewn. Shirts, coats, and socks that reeked like last year’s laundry were tossed about as if a tornado had somehow ventured into our faithful Ellie. Again. There were light morsels, dark ones, itty bitty bitty ones. Clinging to seats,…