went to geza's to get bridge fixed. on my way out the door i found a sealed bottle of wine in the street, so i took it with me - why not!? - biking all the way to work and back home with it rolling back and forth in the basket. the violin was ready to be picked up in time for theodore's violin lesson this afternoon, but talking to geza took the whole hour.
went to pierre's for late night, despite not feeling quite up for it, and going all alone. i got quite a lot of comments from strangers for sitting alone in a corner hanging out and listening, writing poetry.
No comments:
Post a Comment