E v e r y o n e always talks about their life happenings. I usually avoid that. I don't know why. Let's give it a shot.

I spent the early part of the weekend with DMH and BRL. We had wonderful conversations. We talked of the deepest of deep and the shallowest of shallow. We caught up. We relived old tales. We visited the place that earned Nate Dumas his purple heart and the place where Dylan Thomas drank himself to death.. We played catch in central park. I love those guys like brothers. It was good times. A+

Tonight was my last night of work. Afterwards I went with my friend Mickey to a party in the village where I watched speed chess being played by chess masters. He explained the theories and strategies of space and time. I tried to follow along. At 5:30am we took a cab back to Brooklyn. The cabbie told me not to move out of my apartment. Then I sat on the porch and watched the sunrise while the birds sang the chorus of the lonely.

I am now listening to Son Lux - At War With Walls and Mazes, which is one of the most glorious and heartbreaking records I have ever heard. It's the record that I wish I could make. The time I spend not listening to it makes me want to inject it into my brain and pile it over my body like so much sand on a toddler at the beach.

It is now almost 7. The cats are napping. I do not plan on joining them until after the 9 o'clock skype meeting I have with my fellow Bootcamp Code teachers.

Thus is my life. I hope it was of interest to you.

Labels: Life