drift
finally september. 70 degree morning, 90 by noon. two more months before sweater weather, two months of prep time, taking it slow time. i think that i have a plan. it might even be the right plan this time.
i don’t sleep for shit anymore. wonky work schedule and trying to squeeze in enough sociability to keep me from feeling lonely. i usually feel like i’m waiting to be somewhere else. i still don’t have a work space, but that’s probably my fault- too much time looking forward to something else. i’ve been meaning to buy several disposable cameras, and keeping one on me always to be a reminder to notice the present.
