As I stare out at a Seattle that’s blanketed with snow, I find myself agreeing with something that Original Cindy had said earlier to me when we were leaving Jam Pony. ( Read more... )
If you saw me on the street, or at Crash, or maybe if I delivered a package for you or to you, you’d think I was just an average girl trying to make her way in a world that’s broken because of the Pulse. ( You'd think.... )