Sunday, November 10, 2013

mmxxvi

I dress to express a hoped for solution.
                                   —Mei-mei Berssenbrugge

Funny, we had a decent conversation up until
that point.  Did I mention having to play care-
taker on Tuesday evening?  Too bad he doesn’t
remember any of it.

He was so cute this morning, though.

Financial District    -->   Shopping District
                   
            -->   Hood   -->   Here

I loved the walk.  Then suddenly it dawned
on me that I’d like to have a job in arts
administration.

If I’m looking to the future there’s a finite
amount of time.  But he’s a student.  He
wasn’t excited to hear from me at all;
seemed glum or just sloppy.   I mean
sleepy.  I told him that his flat cap
induces melancholy.  “It’s blue,”
I said, “and now, so are we.”