You are an adult. And as such, you are allowed to leave the dirty dishes in the sink until morning. But, just so you know, this is how we get ants...
Can someone find my will to return to Los Angeles? I've misplaced it.
Love you, Brookman.
Think about Boston. Think about identity. Hear a song on NPR for the first time that reminds you of both New York and Los Angeles. Write. Get hooked up with tickets to show the following night in Austin. Think "life is weird. Life everywhere is more or less the same." Get a little sad about that. Then a little happy.