Steering
How do you know when you are really home? When small things you take for granted go terribly wrong. Oh, let us not exaggerate. Not ‘terribly' as much as unexpectedly. In truth while on the road, home can start looking good. After all in San Francisco, I have a shower that seems less likely to break my osteoporotic hip than those in most hotels. I have a bed that, much of the time, frees me from its nocturnal grip with a predictable amount of neuromuscular effort. Not to mention ramps to take me Read more [...]