...pure timing
back in los angeles, back in the urban and warm. ha.
new york was a wild, wild adventure. I scared the living hell out of liv, had a dinner party, reconnected with a wonderful old friend, spent time with two fabulous nyu students, ate banana walnut pancakes, was fascinated by marching band, painted sets, drove to bard college, saw a play, saw anna henschel's life, drove back from bard college at three am, baked a cake, hung out with my creepy old man dog, loved being with my parents, got splashed with love by so many family friends, stayed up too late with a brazilian...
yeah. something like that.
then i threw myself into far too much paint, and there were these israeli rockstars all over the place, and economics papers and monologues and sonnets and mediocre bagels and the usual suspects.
I am once again more frusterated by distance than I care to articulate right now, but I am still carrying the gifts of the weekend around with me.
new york was a wild, wild adventure. I scared the living hell out of liv, had a dinner party, reconnected with a wonderful old friend, spent time with two fabulous nyu students, ate banana walnut pancakes, was fascinated by marching band, painted sets, drove to bard college, saw a play, saw anna henschel's life, drove back from bard college at three am, baked a cake, hung out with my creepy old man dog, loved being with my parents, got splashed with love by so many family friends, stayed up too late with a brazilian...
yeah. something like that.
then i threw myself into far too much paint, and there were these israeli rockstars all over the place, and economics papers and monologues and sonnets and mediocre bagels and the usual suspects.
I am once again more frusterated by distance than I care to articulate right now, but I am still carrying the gifts of the weekend around with me.