April 21st, 1977

Tonight is only the second night since the beginning of the month that I have spent in the apartment.

Even after returning to work, every night I’ve gone to Lynn and George’s for an evening of good company and then to sleep on their sofa. Sadie comes with me and George brings us home in the morning on his way to work.

Greg has found an apartment. He will be moving June 1st. And so ends what may possibly be the most negative chapter of my life so far. Those long long months through a bleak winter. The drinking. The whoring. The lack of goals. The emptiness to my life. Then Gene and the gradual restoration of fullness.