Aloha Pillow Talk

  I often trudge, stone-faced, through the hours of 9 a.m.-8 p.m. At 8:01 p.m., however, I go all Tom-Cruise-On-Oprah’s-Couch. Without fail, once darkness falls, the quarter slides into my internal jukebox, and I light up, song lyrics tumbling from my lips; spontaneous-yet-well-choreographed musicals high kicking it in the kitchen; animated one-way conversations with the… Continue reading Aloha Pillow Talk