Rock and roll where art thou?
I was content all day, working hard, reading Greek tragedies in a coffee shop aside silent studying friends. I realized on my chilly bike ride home that it is Monday night, the night I used to descend the Silverlake stairs to the free show at Spaceland and drink pineapple martinis till I was dancing onstage with my partners in crime. There has got to be some middle ground, but I don't think I am going to find it here.