Away We Go

We're having a beer at the pub, and me being me, I'm being an asshole.  Other than a brief flirt at an alumni event, I hadn't seen Kyle in about a month.  I'd skipped town, and he'd facebooked me, asking to hang out while I was surfing in Central America. "You were ridiculous," I chide... Continue Reading →

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