riding boats and breaking hearts
Namaste blog tribe So I dumped the Frenchman. We parted with respect to irreconcilable differences. He'll always be the lover who brought me gifts every time we were together and made me art when we were apart. I'll think of him fondly. Considering the amount of acquaintance-ships I've had that end hideously, that's something special. In other news, I spent eight weeks recently floating on a boat. I sailed down the eastern seaboard, around a...