A brief study in fear.

Some months ago, travel for work landed me in a foreign (to me) place.

Thinking back on it, I should make a serious showing of respect to my friend that lived there and helped guide me through it. It's bugged me notionally since, not the fear/discomfort, I am what I am, but that she went out of her way and I never properly thanked her.

So please, forgive my lateness, be aware that you're always going to kick my ass at tetris 2, and I know that I owe you a few beers.

Thank you, Monica. It was great to see you, and your awesomeness in putting up with my BS will be remembered.

-transiit