Turns out when a homeless man approaches you on the street and asks what you want, the answer “surprise me” will end up with him gifting you a jumbo Sharpie marker.

I turned the giant marker over and over in my hands as I continued down the street. Why did he even need this? Well, obviously he didn’t if he decided to give it away. Why did I need it? I didn’t.

I was about to chuck it in the tra...

This was going to take forever. I placed my hands on my hips and let out a deep sigh. I never realized that I actually owned this much stuff. But here it all was, haphazardly stuffed into the back of a Uhaul truck.

I was 26 and I finally moved out of Mom and Dad’s basement. I had wanted to do it for years now but I was never financially stable enough to. Well, Grandma’s life insurance money came...

Slight of hand magic. That was my solution. I would do little card tricks and illusions in order to convince them that I was like them. They were all magical beings with the ability to fly, or shape shift, or pick up cars like they were toys. They had no reason to study dumb little magic tricks. They usually ate these tricks out of the palm of my hand, until it didn’t work one day.

“Is this your...