Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of January 7, 2024
Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes, that reason is really fucking stupid.
I’m happy staying at home alone but …
I miss walking over to a neighborhood bar and the bartender recognizes me because I am a regular and have been there lots of times before and they’re happy to see me and we chat a little and I get a drink because sometimes it’s fun to get a drink and talk and laugh…
“Take me back to oblivious January[…] A time full of daydreams and restless nights”