I said I would write because I was informed I hadn’t blabbed in a while, so I am. It’s been months, per my usual trend of on and off; and again, I’m not sure where to start. I read my previous post before I started this one, and holy fuck, how much has changed. I Read More
Tag: alcohol
Traffic, Baby Bro, and Becoming Homeless
I realized I have so many thoughts driving and Siri sucks at translating.. So by the time I sit down to write this, most of the good stuff is gone. Which I guess is better or I’d be writing every hour. Anyways. Traffic. It’s a thing everywhere, but in Chicago, it’s a thing all day. Read More