Untitled.
26 July 2002
leaving town. the top down on my car.
don't know how this is all going to affect me. ideally: centering myself, finding some motivation to create, getting back in touch with the magic that i used to believe in.
so far: tv, george on the phone, three soy ice cream sandwiches.
but already i'm a little less on edge. still sad of course, and thinking about her way too much. but more comfortable. the house you grew up in has a way of doing that. that and more tv channels.