a fresh start in the same place

JB is the real hero of our story, don’t let my bitching fool you.  He let me move in with him, with all hundred boxes of stuff from my apartment, and for the last month I have been sifting through Continue reading a fresh start in the same place

just between you and me and the rest of the world

I love the way you touch my hair at church. It makes me feel so connected to you, makes the service an intimate spiritual event that we share in public view. You sit on the outside of the bench and Continue reading just between you and me and the rest of the world