here. nor. there.
I'm back in town. The plan was to hide in sticks-ville for my entire out-of-office time... alas, things are always beckoning me back to my favorite girlfriend of Manhattan. I reckon I'll stick around two weeks, then dip back out. The trees and sunshine are suiting me. Also, my heart is bandaged after being diced. Repair isn't the right term. Some things don't exactly heal, getting better is a start. In usual form, I wrote a poem about it. I...