Sixty-Three: JaredNot gonna lie, school was still weird. My entire life was weird- surreal, when I really thought about it. Six weeks ago, I was just floating along, worried about football and how a particular girl felt about me. I wanted her so badly… I'd never really chased a girl before. I'd dated a lot of them, some of them more seriously than others, but I had never planned ahead with any of them, or stayed up thinking of ways to make her laugh. I'd never thought about holidays and ski trips and what she'd want for her birthday the following spring.
Now? Now I was being swept along by an impossible current that wouldn't let me go. School, physical therapy, dealing with my mom's constant look of something that could only be described as guilt and relief and an unstoppable desire to ma
