We carry on when our lives come undone. We carry on, ‘cause there’s promise in the morning sun. We carry on, as the dark surrenders to the dawn. We were born to overcome.
Megan Amram: Anniversary →
meganamram: One year ago today, I got in the driver’s seat of a car that my mother paid for and gave me and drove from Portland, Oregon to Los Angeles, California to (at most) flourish and (at least) not die. Ten years ago today, some normal-sized people hijacked some normal-sized planes and flew them into…