My Life Is An Ordinary Day
defining moment in life. Life isn’t a fairytale, the only magic is metaphorical, and there is no “Poof!” moment with instant adulthood attached to it. Many moments could claim ownership to my metamorphosis into a young adult, and perhaps, in their own way, each event did play a part in who I am today, but only one event in my life is the event that I would share as my personal bildungsroman.
It was supposed to be an ordinary day, that September forth, too early to expect a snow day and late enough