To say that Charlotte and I had been having marital problems was probably as understated as saying that Hitler was an annoyance to the Jews of his day. Yelling was a common event, deception even more common, and we had just had our second anniversary go by, since the last time we had fucked without both being drunk.



Why we stayed together, I couldn’t say. Perhaps we tried to hold on to the goo

It’s always harder to find your bag at the baggage claim, if you’ve never seen it before…



It’s bad enough of course if you happen to be one of the 5,000 black-canvass suitcase owners, checking for tiny details as you watch other people’s black-canvass suitcases go by… When you don’t even know what your own luggage looks like, it’s a whole new game.



So, I endure people thinking me odd, as I