18 Aug Coming home…
I stood in Washington D.C., waiting in line to board my next bus to Atlanta. I was on the phone with my mom in an obtrusively large cement block home to a fleet of large buses discussing details of my travel when, out of what...
I stood in Washington D.C., waiting in line to board my next bus to Atlanta. I was on the phone with my mom in an obtrusively large cement block home to a fleet of large buses discussing details of my travel when, out of what...