September 18, 2006


  • September 18th, 2006.

    The restroom at the Space in Hamden, Connecticut, appropriately tagged. Not that there was a lingering presence of poop or anything, it really was quite pleasant. Flowers planted in the urinal though… Feeling stressed. Money’s tight, somehow, suddenly, even time is tight. Most of this is illusion. Most of this isn’t a big deal. Everything…