Midnight, maybe:
At certain hours, the airport is a nice place to be. The red-eye hours, when the airport the walls are lined with the sleeping bodies of layover passengers, and the restaurants and stores are closed and... [Continue reading →]
Last (last) Sunday, I had a swimming lesson with Alexandria. She was incredibly patient while I floundered in the water. I defeated no stereotypes that day - embarrasingly,... [Continue reading →]
4/22 (Sometime after midnight)
Hello reader, long time. Well, it feels like a long time, but I just posted a few days ago, although that post was in the works for a while. Just... [Continue reading →]
It’s difficult for me to pick just one song from Rochelle Jordan’s Through the Wall as my favorite, but if I had to choose, it would be Get... [Continue reading →]