I’ve been dealing with a bunch of bullshit that prohibited me from making David’s headstone. But it seems like it may be coming to an end, and I can finally…
It was HOT… like 95-degrees-feels-like-105-degrees hot, surrounded by heat-absorbing-and-reflection asphalt. It was the kind of hot that you burn yourself if you have leather seats and just hop in. Hot…
Waking up at 3:00 a.m. sucks. Waking up at 3:00 a.m. with a feeling you just can’t put your finger on sucks even more. It’s been a couple days in…
“Dude, look at that terrace!” He pretty much said that every time we passed by an apartment with a terrace or a roof. At one point, he wanted to go…