January 9, 2001

JANUARY 9 Tuesday 10:07 A.M. Los Angeles

Hello from a p.c. laptop in an apartment off of Wilshire Blvd.

Arrived here last night. The palm trees, lights, and spacious streets announcing themselves in the same way the shadows,decay,and steel announce themselves in New York.

Still disoriented. Preparing to ‘pump iron’ and for a civilized enough hour to make phone calls to musicians/friends.

So yeah…My life is in upheavel. Again here I am in transition with nothing/no one but myself open to the world.