A microbial neck sprain, loitering at the gym, and turning laundry a social event…
~Tuesday~ I stepped outside at 8:20 with every intention of hopping in my car and driving over to the Wolfline stop, but decided to take a chance that the city bus was destined to arrive at its mode, 8:22. Not that the concepts of “bus” and “destiny” should ever be conflated. The bus arrived at … Read more