“I did it." Who leaves a message like that? Who is so paranoid that they have to be so cryptic? If this wasn't day one of my Summer of Nothing, I might be in a hurry to figure this out.… — Julie Halpern Copy Share Image
“I didn’t have a boyfriend. I had someone to watch horror movies with while my best friend was too sick with cancer.” — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“Raisins again. I like raisins, but I have a habit of losing one or two on the floor every time I eat them. I… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“I did it." Who leaves a message like that? Who is so paranoid that they have to be so cryptic? If this wasn't day… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“When I die, I want them to bury me facedown and ass up so that the whole world can kiss my ass!” — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“Can we stop calling it a bucket list? Again: implied death,” I noted. “I thought it meant all the things you can fi t… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“I can't buy the idea that we're supposed to live and learn from horrible things. That somehow these things happen so we can grow… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“I have always kept a stack of library books next to my bed as a lifeline. If I ever woke in the middle of… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“I hardly think it wise to put the idea of flying into the heads of impressionable teenagers who are already battling the challenges of… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“Get Well Soon. People sent me get well soon cards while I was in a mental hospital. There were fluffy little bunnies, floaty rainbows,… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“Her words were generically profound, like a Hallmark card I’d skim over to get to the check.” — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“I know a flute player is technically called a "flautist," but something about it sounds a little sketchy, as does "pianist," so I will… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“I wished I could erase the message, suck the word “sorry” from the En glish language, and hack it to pieces with a rusty… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
“Is it the boiler room? Is this the part where we both fall asleep and Freddy comes after us? ’Cause I could so kick… — Julie Halpern Copy Share
