Too long since I’ve written anything down. My blasted computer blasted itself to death and needs a new screen, and I’m left with an iPad that is near impossible to use as a computer.
I recently moved to a new apartment, a new part of Los Angeles, and new things have been happening to me. So far they’re good things. My mind is the right type of clear.
I was going through my notebook I had in France in 2010. Found tattered pages about drinking scotch in the middle of the day while reading American poets and listening to Tim McGraw. About accidental naps in big turtleneck sweaters. About friends I miss like severed limbs.
That’s what I’ve got. Also, my new roommate is a wine rep, so I have lots of wine. So I’ve also got wine.