My Life in the ‘Arse Of The Bag’
I left the closest thing I had ever experienced to urban living to live in the suburb of a suburb.
You might be asking yourself, what exactly is the suburb of a suburb and I would be quick to tell you that I left Fresno’s Tower District and a great two story townhouse in the perfect location for a three bedroom house in a cul-de-sac. The word cul-de sac, coincidentally comes from the french and literally means the “arse of the bag” or dead end. Self respect in hand, I refuse to think of this move (which happened about three months ago) as a metaphor for my life…

