Yeah, it’s kinda official. Harrisonburg is home now. I mean, not really, but I’m here for 3/4ths of the year and at this point, going ‘home’ to Ashburn feels like visiting. Same routine each time – drive home, unpack, work at Apple, eat a lot, laughs with friends and family, drive back to JMU. I enjoy it, but it feels so great to get back here and do my thing.
We (meaning old-skool HS friends) had a pretty intense conversation at lunch over break. Whoever “they” are, they have decreed that thou shalt avoideth sex, politics and religion in conversation with …





