August 5th, 1972
Room at Y– Margie just yawned in my ear– she’s in 353– waiting for Joel– Margie’s going shopping– me and Joel are going out– new shoes, blue pants, black tee-shirt, yellow shirt– dapper– tan fading– Margie and I whispering about whether there was a knock on the door or not– crackle crackle– static on the phone– Margie snif snif.
What of today?
Guide me–