It's almost my birthday.
Yesterday, I got a new freelance job as the entertainment editor at this magazine.
Last month, I launched a supper club called Tin Roof Dinners.
I'm thinking a lot about how the lack of movement/circus and the lack of eroticism in my life are affecting my confidence and my identity. It's a real thing.
Alphabet City got a little grant so we can teach a book arts course in the coming Autumn (march/april)
I somehow believe I can go to San Francisco next week. The longing is tangible.