It’s one in the morning and I should be sleeping. After a week of working 14 hour days with a freelance job on top of an unusually crazy week at work. I am fatigued. Wendy, after coming home hostile and angry as a result of an evening in Georgetown at the opening of a new punk fashion store, is in bed. We watched Perry Mason and calmed each other down, now I sit up alone and type and drink beer and stare at the house and try to get my bearings.
October 5th, 1978
October 5th, 1978
October 5th, 1978
It’s one in the morning and I should be sleeping. After a week of working 14 hour days with a freelance job on top of an unusually crazy week at work. I am fatigued. Wendy, after coming home hostile and angry as a result of an evening in Georgetown at the opening of a new punk fashion store, is in bed. We watched Perry Mason and calmed each other down, now I sit up alone and type and drink beer and stare at the house and try to get my bearings.