Back to Los Angeles, in as many pieces I was in before I left, which is enough for tonight. I missed some strong rain, sounds like, and I’m bummed I didn’t get to witness it. I only get so many windswept homeland days, and am finder it hard enough to enjoy them as I used to in light of my leaking innocence into space.
However, my generous sensory consolation prize was driving through Sleepy Hollow and Tarrytown, NY yesterday with my beloved cousins. (Thanks Pete, Julie & Andrew for making a potentially grim visit so enjoyable)