I'm holding a lemonade Four Loko and sitting shotgun in the Nissan. The Weezer song "Hash Pipe" is on the radio. My watch is beeping to let me know the time.
Me and Tara went to Reading Terminal Market for lunch and a look-see. It was crowded. It's a marvel how much stress that can cause me. Anxiety shut down my brain while I wished a snow plow would just shove everybody out. Fried chicken helped some. Nick texted while I sat at a table. It always helps to know that he's another person on this planet and it sounds like he's doing fine.