Let’s Open a BnB

In the weeks that followed, we didn't fall in love, we slammed into it, or, it slammed into us, obliterating our current lives.

We had jobs, routines, coffee spots. But what we wanted was possibility.

After humoring far-flung dreams, disturbing the neighborhood with accidental, horn-honking-front-seat sex and a shared craving to outrun the ordinary, the impulse to leave was born.

Then we stopped talking and started packing.

We sold as much as we could on Craigslist and put the rest on various sidewalks throughout the city (one of the many perks of Portland.) 

We closed the door on Portland and opened a new one, one with four wheels and heading east, towards whatever comes next.