I woke up in a panic. It wasn't the usual, had the same fucking dream, kind of panic that I'm used to facing when eyes...

It was a foggy start to the break.  And for once, I'm not talking about the usual, self-inflicted hangover variety. A thick blanket of actual...

Blue Owl S. Washington The days all seem to start out the same way. Same intro; same cup of coffee. Same view of the same...

It's weird waking up to the realization that a whole city is going to read my name. Steel workers and teachers. Construction monkeys with blue...

Eerybody has been asking about the status of the second part of the story.  But honestly, I debated even writing it.  She did say that...

She walked right into the story, just like she had always done before. And exactly when I fucking needed her the most—funny how we always...

She had told me about it the day before.  And it was just my kind of ridiculous.   So I had to make it happen.  There...