holding me up
Regardless of what part of the planet I reside on... there is always a circle of some sort around me, holding me up. In the instance of New York City, there are two fine gentlemen - one originally from the Bronx, the other from Brooklyn - who have essentially been carrying me around over the past month while I grieved the loss of another (not to mention favorite) love. Love is for suckers. This morning, I was on the phone with one of my boys at...