The Viable Alternative

When I used to hear “experts” say that if there is something about someone you just simply can’t stand, it’s because it’s reflection of how you perceive yourself, I used to wave off such thinking and dismiss it as bunk. I simply didn’t understand this line of thinking. Read more…

It was the early 90s, the summer after my Freshman year in college, the month of August to be exact, and two friends of mine and I were walking around in the Village to talk to girls.

We were walking east towards Broadway, coming from Washington Square Park, and walking towards us were these two femme girls holding hands. Read more…