Everyone is an Artist
May 1st:
A tall Gallician, one of the new actors on the boat. We talk about dolphins and whales in the Mediterranean. He gets the bartender to pour Havana Club with an exact amount of lemon juice, irritation radiating off of the barkeep. He is hitting me with some sort of electricity when he looks me in the eye. We talk about sunsets in Scotland.
The clouds here seem huge. Unobstructed by the tall buildings so familiar to our cities back home. The sky often looks like a canvas from another time. Nature, earth, she remains the same despite the shit we build.
He 'fancies everyone'. "Some romance this summer would be great" he says, while many are wary and reluctant. Some are open to the possibility of heaven with the risk of hell. Artists everywhere you go. Im not participating in all of that because I have someone back home who misses me. I drink the Havana Club and smile that Im not going to be a part of the games people will play in this company.
A tall Gallician, one of the new actors on the boat. We talk about dolphins and whales in the Mediterranean. He gets the bartender to pour Havana Club with an exact amount of lemon juice, irritation radiating off of the barkeep. He is hitting me with some sort of electricity when he looks me in the eye. We talk about sunsets in Scotland.
The clouds here seem huge. Unobstructed by the tall buildings so familiar to our cities back home. The sky often looks like a canvas from another time. Nature, earth, she remains the same despite the shit we build.
He 'fancies everyone'. "Some romance this summer would be great" he says, while many are wary and reluctant. Some are open to the possibility of heaven with the risk of hell. Artists everywhere you go. Im not participating in all of that because I have someone back home who misses me. I drink the Havana Club and smile that Im not going to be a part of the games people will play in this company.
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