In the Long Beach apartment, looking around, E says there’s a mouse behind an upright piano. I look and find some mice, a dog and puppies and a dirty and ragged guy who says he’s been following the dog all over. I wonder how he got here-upstairs and behind a piano.
In an apartment in the city. Lots of windows, I’m trying to find a place to do the thing-too many windows. I walk out to the front-no go. There are planes flying around, really low and crashing all over. Some are super advanced.
My exciting life, this place