Some New Trend

OH MY GOTH! :: BY KEVIN WILDER

WHILE JUNE FINISHES FILLING OUT W2s, Bryanna and I sit outside Hot Topic and wait. I observe my hand. The automatic movement: gone. Before my existence was recognized by Bryanna—and long before I could detect any admiration in my senses for June—I’d been tap-tapping my fingers on my Levi’s with the maniacal twitches of a crack addict (only difference being the worst substance abuse of my life was the time I chewed and swallowed an entire pack of gum in a single morning.) Where insecurities were, a tiny amount of courage now grows. It’s small, but feeding and taking up camp. Hopefully forever.

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