early sunday start
paid my bills, still found I had money, felt relieved
went to the studio and worked until I ran out of an important supply
(tape strangely enough)
went home and talked about painting
that fevered kind of painting that makes a person disappear
went to the park for a walk
went to the store, bought food so I can stop making strange concoctions
came home, listened to music
made photographs

there's a storm coming....and life is beautiful.

x.