Tis the end.
I’ve never been a fan of crowds. Riding metro after an event in DC, sweaty, stinky bodies pressed together, is my version of hell. Continue reading
I think my brain wanted today to be Sunday and thus no story. Or maybe I just don’t like the letter “g?”
“I just love Georgetown, Adam” Tiffany confides.
I open my mouth to comment, but she continues. Continue reading
Just to switch things up from last week, I am actually having a cup of coffee as I write Continue reading