For about thirty minutes, I felt fine and watched part of the Netflix show Manifest until the first rumbling of intestinal unease hit. My husband laughed. I had enough time to hit pause and make it to the porcelin bowl that would be my safe harbor for the next few hours.
A great writing session at my local Starbucks in Mt. Juliet, Tennessee and finished Chapter One of my new series. Saw an old friend after ten years and great to catch up after all this time. Waving to April! Takes me back to the days of inline hockey and the travel team, TN Inferno. Miss... Continue Reading →