Ziggy and I slept in the same bunk. Good thing we’re small. We didn’t conk out right away. We lay there, spooned, our heads on the same pillow, talking quietly for a little while. “I guess I really can’t get out of going to your family Christmas this year,” Ziggy said with a low chuckle.
I could have probably titled these chronicles “Things I Know Now that I Didn’t Know Then.” Sure, most of what I’ve learned is things about myself–and relationships. But then there are the simple things like, oh, if you nearly pass out incoherent chances are you should’ve gone to the ER. As it turns out, I […]