It's a couple of Thursdays ago, and while most of the people in the Bar are watching the Yankees walk all over the Kansas City Royals, I've got one television tuned to college hockey. It's not even really for me, though I'm watching when I have the chance; it's for Will. It's the first time he's been back here since Samantha died, and we're all ( Read more... )

Sunday late at night I can't sleep, and I can't sit still. I wash pots, clean the bathroom, dust my bookcase, and when that's not enough, I throw on a pair of jeans and take a walk around the neighborhood. It's all bakery deliveries and dog walkers at this hour. It's a little cooler, but still humid, and by the time the sky starts getting ( Read more... )

For the last month or so, both Gary and I have been feeling a little burnt out. We've both been working hard, and neither of us has had a real vacation in a long time - a chance to get away, relax, and recharge without the pressures of work or the "realities" and responsibilities of home impeding. But because we've only been dating for a few ( Read more... )