Good Night

No, not saying goodbye in any way, shape or form. I’m too mouthy and too verbose and too loquacious for that. My writing is timeless because I never shut up.

Tonight I was out in the Castro for the first time since….well…Since.

No large group of so many directions that there’s no cohesive anything. Just a couple of friends—and some of their friends—together at a small table and conversations that were enjoyable and even funny, but the good kind of funny…the kind that adds to us instead of taking away from others. Random sightings of others that were his or his or my friends, or combinations thereof.