learn To Play
I have been traveling for work as of late, which is fun. I got to meet an old friend (Bridget) and meet some new people, including Angela the author. A-Train told me Rita’s water ice is da shit (I’m paraphrasing), he wasn’t foolin, I especially enjoyed the custard with water ice. Gives me something to look forward too next month 
My brain hasn’t been entirely dead, things have been going through it but mostly into personal spaces. Something I suppose I could share was a thought about love and loneliness. Like love there are different forms of loneliness, one to match each form of love. Which ever it maybe, when one comes to you or leaves you it will forever leave its mark on who you are. Which leads to the obvious, the more love you know, the more you open yourself up to potential pain. A downer but the opposite must be true as well. These words read like rules to this game of life I play with everyone. I wish I had more control over the pieces.