It all makes sense in retrospect
Katie ChapinVML
When I was 11, I went through a phase where I willingly wore cartoon cat t-shirts. At age 13, I thought it was a good idea to play the Star Wars theme song on my clarinet for the summer camp talent show. When I hit high school, I entered a daily identity crisis, as I flitted from marching band practices to lacrosse games to junior math league competitions.
Being an adolescent was a seemingly never-ending journey of awkwardness and anxiety. Nothing was clear. Everything was a big deal. And the comforting...