A promising day in summer of 2020- cooler yet humid morning, buku bucks in my pocket from carona virus pua payments, and a plethora of garage sales to hit on my GPS, mainly in Forest Ridge. I hit my dab pen going 37 down Valley, slowing down approaching Floral Home to get to Aaron’s house.Continue reading

A Morning of Love

This morning was a time for the books- a high quality morning of a day off for both Ricky and myself. The sun gazed a cool, September overlook among the questionable neighborhood I live in. YellowBelly’s chirps and melodies reverberated volumes throughout the apartment. The GameCube ran Animal Crossing hours on end, killing any anxietyContinue reading “A Morning of Love”