48 Hour Hold

February 2008 I could not go home. I signed a bunch of papers, trying to be as cooperative and composed as possible. I’d called the ambulance myself. The medics escorted me out of my office building, but I walked on my own two feet. I answered their questions coherently. Drank …

#SBGNAMIWalk

I know, I know. I’m supposed to be on a blog break. Hear me out. As part of my epic summer theme, the #ImNotWashedWorldTour, I’m not only traveling and getting out of the house more often, I’m getting out of my comfort zone. Trying some new things. Like participating in …