The Things I Remember I knew for months that I should have asked her out. The year was drawing to a close and time was no longer on my side. She was, in a way, an outsider like me. It's the kind of thing you just know, like outcast radar. It way, she was perfect for me. We were two similar people in a dissimilar world. I knew it but never took the chance because I was too busy clawing at the coffin lid of almost fitting in. I will be the first to admit that I took romanticizing liberties with the whole situation, but such are the way of these things. It is now almost a decade since that time and on occasion I still think of then. Not so much because of her, but because of the choice I didn't make and where that took me.
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