Gouri Krishnan

Step up to the line. Arm up, elbow back, touch the corner. Inhale. Exhale. Release. A perfect 10. Reset. Repeat. Reset. Repeat. It’s perfect. I’m perfect. But I’m not happy. Expectations are too much. Perfection is not enough. The bowstring snaps. I snap. Let the arrow fly.

41 things.That’s how much I knowabout him.(Trust me, I made a list) They’re notlife changingorearth shattering. The opposite, actually.Because, for me,it’s always beenthe little things. His middle name,his coffee order,his fear of flying;I could go on. With every tidbitI learned