Larry’s Home Journal has been poorly kept. Nearly 2:00 a.m., and I am speeding on some cheap speed and drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes and doing dope. Another night in Arlington. A few bright days of blue skies and warmth. Wendy and I bask in long strolling lunch walks and yearn indescribably. Sunday is Easter. Yet we’re suspicious. Snow would not surprise me. Can winter be over?
March 1978
March 1978
March 1978
Larry’s Home Journal has been poorly kept. Nearly 2:00 a.m., and I am speeding on some cheap speed and drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes and doing dope. Another night in Arlington. A few bright days of blue skies and warmth. Wendy and I bask in long strolling lunch walks and yearn indescribably. Sunday is Easter. Yet we’re suspicious. Snow would not surprise me. Can winter be over?