Jambalaya, Jumbleaya Week… (Whatever)

My defenses become fences; Now, I’m stumbling, I change my faces, and if you think I’m fake-up, wait around ’til I take off my make-up. – Tricky (Christiansands) A few minutes ago, a prodigal son sent me this message, “Hey V, what’re you up to this evening?”  My mind ran through a multitude of responses. Now that I’ve finished week two…