I had a job interview this morning, and I’m home now, waiting for the next bus so I can go to my freelance city gig this afternoon. I am very tired, with a touch of a migraine. Just a touch.
The something that started on Saturday night has ended. He twisted and turned and agonized over the feeling that, for whatever reason, it wouldn’t be right, and it would end badly, mostly for me. He is probably correct. Read the rest of this entry »
