Teresa Diehl
As a child I loved to keep myself awake at night by thinking “forever and ever and ever and ever and…,” or telling myself ghost stories, or reading mysterious poems. Scaring myself on purpose made me feel alive, like being on the most terrifying ride at the fair. While you’re riding high, you scream and wish it would stop, but afterward you remember it as the best thing you have ever felt, the stars coming close, then the ground swooping up to meet you.