aint no place for a poor boy like me...
finally moved into a residence. first time for manythings in a good long while. first time to have a bed of my own, be it small, be it practical, be it a library. bookshelves made from bricks and planks, salvaged from the scraps behind the warehouse. small pictures on daniel's side of the room. playbill on the one i claim. everything a man could ask for on a ten minute walk: pharmacy ( never have i truly needed a pharmacy), major bus line and then another, restaurant with minimal cost, corner store, used book store, taqueria.
finished tortilla flats and began dharma bums. plan to finish wayfarers and perhaps pick up beyond good and evil.
thirsty for structure, swinging at the monarchy.
my new neck of the woods looks a lot like the neck of the woods i fled.
there's no patio. single minor complaint.
-raymond
finished tortilla flats and began dharma bums. plan to finish wayfarers and perhaps pick up beyond good and evil.
thirsty for structure, swinging at the monarchy.
my new neck of the woods looks a lot like the neck of the woods i fled.
there's no patio. single minor complaint.
-raymond