Wet Cement Calling Out For a Name

Just look at that smooth wet cement. Unblemished by name or print.

You know it calls out for a name, a mark, a permanent identification of presence. Some way to show that you were here today.

If it does call to just you, be sure to be quick and discrete on the fresh concrete. And no matter what you might think, don’t drive in it.

A simple “you ♥ someone” will do.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”

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