by the way- i just posted, but what the hell, i think i will write again.
i am doing one of my most favorite tortureous activities:
cleaning out my closet .and cleaning all all of my room.
i have been living partially out of suitcases that i never fully unpacked when i got ‘home’ for way too long. so now, an end to it.
and im drinking coffee with whiskey in it while i do so, and listening to loud music, and waiting for awaited guests to arrive in brooklyn tonight. so so … its fun.