We carried our shoes and had our pants rolled up to our thighs and slushed down Alton Road. We all exchanged stupid grins – yes, the water was knee high. The girls tried to walk along a wall, but that didn’t work – we were late to the movie.
– productivity (Somewhat)
– wal-mart at 4am
– Trollope, Rand, and Capote.
– Not a recluse anymore
