On the patio. Sight, the visual itself, my partner in criminology– can’t wait for lunch when I can […]

In the morning I wake feeling healthily detached.  I brought myself there, I’m thinking, to a place where […]

I sat in the nook of my kitchen, our kitchen, and thought of the day, what I would […]

Home.  748PM, red wine, jazz and writing, night 2.  Got takeout from Jackson’s, as I planned…  And I’ll […]

Somewhat early up.  Coffee, dressed, playing with little Kerouac all by 7:46AM.  Andrea, Alice’s friend, coming to watch […]