The Magic.

Once upon a time, I fell asleep on the wrong subway at New York City, ended up on Coney Island, and walked alongside someone I am 100% sure was sent directly from God, because he, or it, knew that, and knew how, I was living my life incorrectly recently prior to us...

Tiny Gears.

Just about to leave behind the weekend from hell at work after 3 13.5 hour terribly dreadful shifts in a row, get in my car and spill ice cold Coke Zero all over my lap. Buuuut I just laughed and went in and got another Coke Zero. Life is a machine, and that was one...