a little bloated---trying to determine a vision for this afternoon and evening. A hunger to not return south, to my apartment but to visit the Bronx--just to look around. But maybe I should just go home to rest. I would like to see Ben is Back, the movie made by the playwright who once I angered when I shut him up in a talkback---but this was about 30 years ago, does it really matter.? Anyway, to some extent, that is the plan. Afterwards, assuming that I have the energy, it might be nice to take the L to Brooklyn, check out east river, (the bar, not the river) and see if anyone I know is there. Then a bit of wandering? But am I up to it? We shall see.
Yesterday, I made a strong decision to detox from films---so I stayed home in the afternoon, did not see any---and then went to La Flaca for the evening meal and spent most of the evening there.Good idea, the place was fairly empty, the three staff members on duty were really welcoming, and I was able to watch all of the Nets-Charlotte basketball game--a messy affair, if there ever was one---I was so annoyed at the sloppy play of both teams that I did not even stay to watch overtime. So be it.
Not much else to report. Perhaps the adjustment to "freedom" after the four intense months at Friends has been a little more difficult then expected. My mind races---sometimes my body simply can't keep up with it. Well, lets see what happens by the next report.
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