i've felt like an explorer this week--an intrepid explorer!
collecting bits of information--making discovery after discovery.
the apartment leans ever so much--discovery! my own pace slows when in the neighborhood--discovery! i wake each morning to the sound of birds--discovery! the sound of the buzzer, without fail, makes me jump a foot from the ground--such is the terror that noise incites--DISCOVERY!
it's slow going round here. but every day there's a little more information. church bells and a slowed pace. which outlets work and in which direction the apartment leans. who i can call to fix the drawer in the kitchen or unstick the window to the fire escape. and what it feels like to wake first thing and know this space is my own.
(and now there's internet).
so do you think i went to bed early like a responsible adult, after spending the evening packing, of course?
absolutely not.
i saw joe pug at the bowery ballroom and then made an ass of myself upon meeting him after. he, of course, saved the day and was totally lovely.
go see him, won't you?
