I Tipped An Exhausted Waitress One Hundred Dollars Until I Found Something In My Takeout Box

Not the full amount. All I have. Can’t do this anymore. These were not the words of a transaction. They were the words of someone at the end of something, someone who has been trying to hold up a structure that has grown too heavy and has reached the point where setting it down has become necessary regardless of the cost.

I stood in my kitchen in the continue reading …