On top of everything else going down, B and I ended our two year relationship yesterday, so expect me to be scarce for a little while. I’m sorry, I just can’t even right now. I’ll be back eventually, and hopefully there will be future adventures with B – just this time, we’ll be out as friends rather than mates.
It’s going to take some time before I’m all right with this. He is the person I would’ve liked to have spent an appreciable portion of the rest of my life with, but we couldn’t work through some of the more serious issues. It happens. Sucks, but happens.
I’ll leave you with the first photo I’ve taken as a newly-single person, which turns out to be two of the 8-inch, 30-caliber guns from the USS Boston. They were busy in 1898, according to the plaques. One of them fired the first shot at the Battle of Manila Bay, while the other apparently “dismount[ed] three guns in the Spanish fort at Cavite.” I have no idea why they’re in Hamlin Park, but perhaps I’ll investigate for you after I’ve drowned my sorrows and so forth.
I want to wish Ed all the best in his new ventures. Hopefully, I’ll see my readers here when I get back. If not, you can catch me on social media.