25. Asterisk

The sun, an asterisk in the sky.

I was one of those Kurt Vonnegut kids. Surely, there were one or two of us at your high school? At 16, during my junior year, we had to complete a year-long research project, and I committed myself to analyzing the work of Vonnegut. I’m sure there was one of us every year, but I felt special and edgy and cool for this cho…