Love can be a loaded word. And for one that is supposed to carry so much weight, it gets tossed around like nothing more often than not. For example — I love this song. I love those shoes! I looove this slice of pizza (No? Just me?). Now before I lose you completely, I promise this isn’t going to be some lecture on how we need to put an end to all casual use of the word and save it exclusively for […]
Welcome back to the lengthy narrative on how I’ve found myself more than halfway across the country from home in Southern California. Part one dove into the messy, oft-complicated route that got me to Nashville in the first place. In this half, we’ll navigate the rest of the journey. Luckily, it’s smooth(er) sailing from here on out.