Was It A Dream
What a visit/dream..* I was going out after work, to meet up with some old friends that are actual great guys,** and we are among the few that keep our friendship** new.**We had survived. Maybe we had some survivors guilt to get over. Or maybe we just needed to occasionally celebrate still having a job during the Great Recession, since we all still worked Manhattan.**We went to an almost trendy little Club in Midtown Manhattan, nice atmosphere when you have some cool people as a base in...