I’m leaving for Europe in less than two weeks. Worlds collide. When
a young Sebastian Hoffman arrived at my door on a Wednesday afternoon,
I realized that I would probably be arriving at his door on April 4th.
Distant doors in different lands.
I have found a subletter. A stranger will be living in my room for a bit. She seems nice.
Bernard says when you quit your job, you become busier than ever,
because you realize that all the time is yours. It’s kind of true I
think. I have been making more music with people than ever I think.
I feel like I have a lot to do before I leave, but I probably don’t really.