I made the coffee, heated the croissant, spread butter and guava jelly on the croissant. I ate the croissant, drank the coffee as I waited for Northbound #174 to stop in Ashland. It has just arrived, almost thirty minutes late.
I am feeling better, really.
I never thought leaving the United States to flee the Communists would ever be a possibility. And yet,,,.
slave sindee said:
glad that you are better but fleeing never really helps. hang in there my friend