I should keep track…Always thoughtful all the time, late night, after work, it seems a last special effort to focus on some thoughtful lines. Why does it need to be thoughtful anyway? Just write. I am drinking tea, ‘dashilft’, my grandparent’s recipe. The yearly cough has arrived, very late this time, spring. Suddenly last week-end, endless since…

Still trying to find an apartment, but I don’t know anymore how serious. Everything I saw so far is mostly frustrating. Less for more money. I don’t have the time beside work to run around. And on week-end I feel wasting my time. That’s I suppose when the job of a broker was created. Other than New York, it’s not common here yet, you’re still talking to landlords or their administrative managers. The best place I saw so far was $900/month, studio, Silverlake, about 2/3 of the size I have now, for $700/month. That’s the situation. Curious for the week-end.