How I Managed To Get Stranded High and (Not So) Dry
I suppose I should have warned Katie. I lifted my head to the sky, closed my eyes, and with ethereal discreteness inhaled the afternoon air. The sharp scent of ozone filled my nostrils and I could feel the electric charge in the air upon my skin. I’ve lived in Seattle long enough to know when … More How I Managed To Get Stranded High and (Not So) Dry