3rd Feb 2014

I came home from a Yelp event and he was sitting on the couch with his feet up, laptop on his lap. Half of a pizza still in the box was sitting on the coffee table. Big smile, and then "hi! Do you want some pizza?" I didn't, so he wrapped it and put it in the fridge. On my way home, I had passed someone who was just mugged on the end of our street, but I forgot this more quickly than I'd like to admit. Home can outglow almost anything on the most normal nights.