January 26, 2017

Painted most of the morning, well, I think, in my new mode, owning and honoring my weirdness. Lunch with SS. I had his energy for the organizational aspects of theater once, but it has dissipated, or redirected. I can admire it purely, as I no longer have any desire to possess it. Have not been on stage for half a year, and don’t care. Gobsmacked before each new atrocity of the new administration. Not one choice correct, not one statement not a lie, not one gesture other than coarse and vulgar. Potted a gift jade plant. Had visions during a massage with Zach.