Toasted

Seat Warmers.jpg

A little after New Year’s, James and I went to a bar, where I drank the biggest White Russian I’d ever seen. It was a Union of Soviet Socialists, twelve-time zones, Russian. I let James drive home. And as I sat there, shivering in the car, I was convinced that this was the button for the seat warmer.

(Originally posted January 2, 2017)

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