There are a few aspects of Southern life that I’m not a big fan of (the wasps here are the size of birds), but for the most part, I already feel like Southern living is the only way to live.
Being the imaginative weirdo that I was, most of my alternate dads were completely and totally fictional, but that didn’t make them any less integral to my emotional development.
Resist the temptation to separate your head from your body. It’s surprisingly easy to start viewing your body as a separate entity from yourself, a distant enemy you are always scheming to diminish or destroy.