March 6, 2015
I used my day off during the week to go to the Secretary of State for a new license and tag. I was there for about an hour. The line moved slowly. Every now and then my phone would ping with my opponent's newest chess move. When it came time for my photo, I tried not to think about it. In fact, I didn't even look at it on the screen afterward because the first few times the woman said my eyes were closed. When they were open, I was just ready to put on the new sticker and go.