I’m leaving the House of Neptune.  I have nine days to move.  It’s working out well but I’m exhausted.  I wish my life was an interesting drama so I could be like Jack Kerouac.  I’m not going to try to make long, coherent entries, but I’m going to make entries just the same because even though they don’t seem like much they change something.

But making a blog entry isn’t like simply keeping a record of what’s going on.  It’s a different phase of awareness.