Two Wednesdays ago, it rained. I decided to take a walk out to the boat house as the rain poured down from the clouds floating overhead. I walked slowly and deliberately, without shoes. My feet sank into the wet grass and squished into the mud beneath.






















“Straight men learned from gay men that physically affectionate, emotionally intimate friendships are not unmanly.”
These are comments by David May and Rick on the post “For The Love Of God, Please Stop Saying ‘Bromance’”.