It’s going to be a gorgeous Spring day. I have the day at home to myself. Richard is upstairs taking a shower. I am having coffee and cigarettes– in a quiet reverie of contentment. I am amazed by the psychic changes I have gone through with Spring. The nervous stress I have contended with for months has vanished like fog. The sun has come out. I feel generally alive and excited again.
April 26th, 1975
April 26th, 1975
April 26th, 1975
It’s going to be a gorgeous Spring day. I have the day at home to myself. Richard is upstairs taking a shower. I am having coffee and cigarettes– in a quiet reverie of contentment. I am amazed by the psychic changes I have gone through with Spring. The nervous stress I have contended with for months has vanished like fog. The sun has come out. I feel generally alive and excited again.
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