19:10

Busy day driving to and from Tahoe.  Walked around for a few hours, explored after having lunch, took pictures.  Perfect escape day.

Now at Villa, dinner approaching, and feeling a tornado of telling gratitude.  Not sure where to begin.  So behind in BED journal but doing today’s entry and slowly working backward while also forward.

Figgy the cat looking out the window, Nurse and I at the table doing our respective projects.  Me, laughing at some and their dopey attempt to stir whichever pot they can find.  After today and watching the lake come and go with tide while we say on that bench and talked about everything from the past to dreams to OUR future, I’m past done caring.

Behind on writing but not letting myself fall into too much mood mud.  FORWARD, always.   Each entry, a statement of statement and seeing Mr. Sedaris’ poste3r and announcement of reading in South Lake Tahoe, I am further confirmed.

Be freer, be more obnoxious.  What are these floppy-flops going to do, call the diary cops on you?

Wearing some Nurse cheaters now.  And they’re pink, and she’s making fun of me and I fucking LOVE IT.

Sometimes I think of work and jobs and what people seek as careers and laugh my ass off.  Seriously.