I found myself standing near Metro Center, though I didn’t know it was called that at the time. My butt hurt after hours of driving; it was a relief to finally stand and stretch. A warm breeze carried the city smell – a mixture of bus exhaust, a blossoming of food-related odors, and sweat. With…
Author: sparky
End of October
Here are some things that have happened in the last 27 days since my last post. Girlbert (I’ll keep calling her that until I know it’s okay to use her Real Life Name online) from several posts ago is still in my life, and will be for the foreseeable future. I’m perfectly comfortable saying that…