Down and Across

Why aren't I allowed to be indefinitely incomplete, too?




“Our lives aren't so different from a crossword puzzle, sure. But the thing about life is we don't get to draw the grid; we take the rows and columns we're given. Our bodies, parents, mental health issues, all that. What we do get to do is fill the cells. And rather than filling mine with anxiety over medical school or Greek politics—instead of feeling trapped by my circumstance—I fill them with arbitrary words. An eight-letter word for ‘snowstorm' or a three-letter word for ‘soda.' Silly shit that's true but doesn't mean anything. I can live with my downs and acrosses; I accept the larger truths of my life. But I don't take the cells so seriously.”




It was the opposite of a walk of shame. It was a walk of game. Stride of pride. Pace of Ace.