i realize this comes off as self-congratulatory . . . but two separate people from The Past recently said essentially the same thing to me about movies, and it was extremely validating to me because, WHAT CAN I SAY, i enjoy showing cool movies to people i love! i don’t just put on the same movies for everyone . . . i try to choose movies that are both important to me and ones i think they would actually enjoy. even still: it’s a moment of vulnerability to show someone a thing you love. i did not know if any of it had landed, so to hear this years later from these two fine people was really touching. thanks for watching them with me!

:,-)

. . . big apple, 3 a.m., and my intern elina in berlin is sending me paragraphs upon paragraphs of god only knows what in estonian, which she calls “the secret language”

monty and i drank kratom seltzer and watched POINT BLANK (1967) . . . one of my favz

. . . since I apparently live in New York City now, I spend the hours between 1 am and 3 am reading Wikipedia while stoned off my ass on Monty’s couch, which is my bed here.

It is a peaceful time. I love it . . .

What is my life now? I wonder at it during the witching hours. It is not a bad life, as far as lives go. And: there is something beautiful growing inside me. I will simply let it grow.

Meanwhile . . .

. . . life!!!

. . . well!

i have a strong psychic connection with the belgian postal service . . .