Twilight: hair still wet from the shower. Sitting in the living room without a shirt. Traffic sounds and a cool breeze. Allan is playing an Olivia Newton-John album. In a moment I will put my newly ironed pink shirt on and go to Sheridan Square. How I’ve missed my Village meetings. I’ve only been to a couple of meetings in the past two weeks. Once in Providence. Such a strong feeling of happiness and security to know that in my neighborhood I can walk into noisy smokey rooms and be surrounded by people I have known and loved for so long— 17 months.
August 21st, 1982
August 21st, 1982
August 21st, 1982
Twilight: hair still wet from the shower. Sitting in the living room without a shirt. Traffic sounds and a cool breeze. Allan is playing an Olivia Newton-John album. In a moment I will put my newly ironed pink shirt on and go to Sheridan Square. How I’ve missed my Village meetings. I’ve only been to a couple of meetings in the past two weeks. Once in Providence. Such a strong feeling of happiness and security to know that in my neighborhood I can walk into noisy smokey rooms and be surrounded by people I have known and loved for so long— 17 months.