It was sometime during the fourth grade that my ten-year-old nose was coerced into cohabitating with a pair of spectacles. At least that’s the year they began showing up in school pictures, little pink cat eyes that made me look perpetually shell-shocked. I hated wearing them, and finally...

The other night I was out running. Being a night owl, I do most of my activities in the dark. So while out running I saw what looked like flying candles with parachutes. There was one, then two, then four and I started running faster to get a better look but then they would disappear. I...