Portland is just full of interesting signs these days. They make mama laugh, sometimes at inappropriate moments, and she usually tries to pretend that she’s laughing at something hilarious that I’ve done so that people don’t think that she’s crazy. Well, not too much. We are all familiar with the “man holding stinky poopy bag…
Monday. Some rain, some sun. Some time in the Bogcedes. Ah… sun. But look… clouds. Yes mama, I will help you with the errands. I will be your co-pilot, your navigator. Keep driving… yes, just a little farther… no wait, you’re supposed to head toward the pet store!!! Damn. Guarding the car. AGAIN. Not at…
Dear Klaus, As of today, you’ve been gone for 6 months. Each day seems like an eternity without you. My brain still cannot comprehend that you’re not here, and keeps trying to convince me that you’re just on an extended vacation. I cry everyday. Time isn’t healing my wounds, they are still throbbing, itchy, and…
