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.”
