Downpour in the city and the coffee is perfect. My office window is cracked so I can hear the cars. It’s 8:15am.

One of my best friends from my hometown is coming down with his wife to stay three nights, starting tonight. His band is playing in Midtown and they’ll be crashing in Hollow Way studio for the duration. I can’t wait. I took Thursday off so tomorrow night I can stay out with the bands, and have the next day to recover as needed.

Friday a very good friend from LA is flying in with her boyfriend for a wedding, and they’ll be crashing until Sunday. Those two nights they’ll take my room and I’ll be crashing at another friend’s place as he’s on a business trip to Sweden. Trip crash trip crash trip crash.

I really need to clean the bed skirt and floor…

Busy day ahead.

Girl coming over tonight. I explained that I have to clean in preparation for my visitors, she was fine with that. We haven’t kissed yet, but I think it’s going there pretty quickly. She’s a designer by day and she does improv comedy downtown every week.  There’s quite an age difference, but. You know. It’s dangerous because she’s part of my work community. No idea what I’m doing.

But I’m in the State.

So have mercy and hope that I might be spared my disillusionment.