Tuesday, August 17th, 2004

It’s nighttime and I’m standing by the window inside my high-rise apartment. I look through the window with a magnifying scope to see if there’s any sex, violence or other drama inside any of the buildings nearby.

Later, I get up out of bed and go to the front hall mirror. I discover that I have numerous white hairs. I wonder what kind of stress I’ve encountered lately that would’ve caused that. I look for my phone to call Susannah and tell her. I also consider waiting until she gets home to surprise her.