Another one from the “high bohemian” archives. This story is where I crossed over to being a “mature” writer. It is quite poetic that it should be a coming of age story. Happy reading! We grew up in a time when airports served the best coffee. For every drink on earth, there is an appropriate… Continue reading
This story was first published in “the high bohemian”, 2020. The blog has since been retired but the story like all good things lingered on. As its echoes reached back to me, I decided to give it a new home here. I invite you to read on, without further ado. Wednesday was a good day…. Continue reading