May 25, 2025 I am writing this Confession because I have to, for me, not because I’m looking for sympathy.  I never write looking for sympathy.   Recently, the apartment building that I’ve lived in for a total of 19 years, was sold.  My rent went up and I could not afford to stay.  Thankfully, a … Continue reading Confessions of a Concussed Cyclist: moving →