I told you that I wasn’t very good at not getting what I wanted. The truth is, I want less than most people. My life is quite simple: a series of conversations, a bucket of dreams and the desire to do something great. Staring into your eyes was the best thing that’s happened to me in weeks. I think we could laugh a lot. In eight days, I’m gone forever. I’m sorry if my writing wasn’t clear. Or maybe it was my intentions. Come find me. —Gin Infused Chicken Scratcher
This article appears in Jul 19-25, 2012.