Elan and Baz

 

All I've managed to write today

I’m watching the stricken trees as the train pulls into Prague’s main train station. They are a copse of corpses, thin and blunted by the wind that doesn’t stop shrieking. I’ve picked quite the day to make the hourlong trip from Pardubice. You don’t fuck with an Eastern European winter. I learned this too late.

Go Reds!

 

Oingo Boingo, "Just Another Day"

But there's a smile on my face,
For everyone
There's a golden coin,
That reflects the sun
There's a lonely place,
That's always cold
There's a place in the stars,
For when you get old.

From one of my clients/friends

This has been very important to me. I’m so grateful for writing and for you for helping me. 

Great therapy session

Bethany is a genius! 

Spending my morning researching Pardubice

I once lived there, but not for eons. Another lifetime.