; Ghost Town

“I am sure that it is -- I think? I went to Colorado for a while and then to Boston. It was a nice trip to go away from people. Been traveling a lot lately cause it comes with the job so I can’t wait to get out of the country. -- How has that gone?”

But where is the fun in that? I feel like you really have to go over there and discover it. And no -- it is not. Why is everyone’s head in the gutter lately? Did I miss the memo that we are all thinking like that? I actually haven’t. I blame work for keeping me busy for that one. Haven’t had a life since I decided to stop working at the bookstore. 

Yeah have you never had it? I saw it on the shelf and decided that it was now or never. Ah yes -- I tend to stick with that -- now soy milk because the 2% milk is really no longer my cup ever since Jenny decided to change I did as well.  Damn -- well you’re lucky that you’re one of the few people that Damien goes easy on.

Okay… so I’m not a connoisseur of fancy alcoholic beverages, but… this thing tastes a little wonky. I’m not crazy right? Does this stuff taste weird to you, too?

“Then I guess I am sick forever.” Emerson said as she just shrugged, really not wanting to fight with that, or anything. Lately taking life as it came and winging it was her best friend. Maybe not in the long run but it was working for her perfectly, “I think the whole time difference -- layover can get to you -- and especially if you travel just for work you know? That makes sense. I think I read the entire travel section when I was working at the book store.” Saying that out loud made her feel like that had been a lifetime ago when it had just been almost a year. “I think you are not giving yourself enough credit there, Nora.”