a (eleventh) confession

When Spence and I first started “hanging-out” I was over at his apartment and asked for a drink of water. He grabbed a saucepan, filled it to the brim with water, and delivered it to me.

Have you ever tried to drink out of a saucepan?

It’s hard! You will undeniably get more on your shirt than you will in your mouth.

Promise.

::Picture from the shoebox::

::Spence and I, 2001::