Neighbourhoods and joints. Comfortini and sake and long dry nights. Thank God for friends who make one see the black and the white; and thank God for friends who drive one around in the middle of the night. Egging and egging, into the realm of practicality. Some of us do need that push. So here's to the past rollercoaster week, and for perspectives just barely balancing above the nadir. Yes, just barely.
Fingers crossed. After all homo sapiens are habitual creatures (some more than others).