There are times when you find yourself questioning things about your life: what you’re doing, how you came to be doing it, the places you’ve been, the people you’ve met. What it all means. You recall your childhood, your adolescence, your hopes, your dreams, your view of the world then and now. You retrace the events of your 20s, how apparently unrelated events weave into a strange and inscrutable thread of causation that led you to this exact moment, this exact place. And you find yourself thinking about how and why it is that on a chilly Sunday morning in March 2013, nearly 35 years after you came into this world, you are chasing Aaron Carter’s open-top bus around Times Square. … Read More