The bus driver that brings me home asks me the same question at least once a week. “Why are you always so happy?” I smile at him and simply tell him that I’m always happy. This is so not the case. People who are always happy 100% of the time, 24/7 are on some kind of drugs. They need to…
I‘ve had kind of a fling since moving here to DC two years ago. It started off as mere curiosity. It eventually grew into a relationship of convenience. It was an on again, off again sort of thing. Definitely not needed. I already had an ongoing relationship going. I’m not talking about a man. I’m talking about the DC Metro…