You cross my mind everyday. I know it’s over, yet it takes everything within me to keep from calling you on those late nights walking across the Common. I know you would answer and keep me company but it’s best we don’t talk yet. The time isn’t right. I hope someday it will be. —late night caller
This article appears in Jan 15-21, 2015.


Captain Pragmatism sez: keep your phone hidden, your eyes open and your head on a swivel when crossing the Commons late at night. The filth won’t give a toss about your emotional vulnerability. It’s that last part that they’ll home in on.
Nurse your wounded heart at home and stay safe.
good advice ivan. isn’t that where that poor woman was beaten by a swarm of girls wielding, of all things, table legs?