Roller Skating at the End

How an eight-year-old kid with the exact hairstyle I wanted saved my entire day

ever so slowly, gently gently away. Photo courtesy of the author.

I went roller skating yesterday for the first time since I was in like fourth grade and my partner said “You’re probably going to write a piece about this” before she skated off to chase her daughter around the rink. I was offended by the…