MAY 28TH, 1988
Peculiar weather today. White clouds and blue sky, but it’s raining. Calm cool wind.
Joe is filling his car tires with air from a pump he plugs into the cigarette lighter. it makes a noise like a child’s toy machine gun. Yesterday he used it to fill the bike tires of the neighbor kids. Their mom is pregnant. The four of them live in a studio apartment the size of mine.
I wish I could leave my body and be only pure thought. I would always be wherever I wanted, just by thinking it. Time and distance would have no meaning. I could study for a hundred years, or see the world in a moment.
Went to Capitol Park late last night with Deborah. There are so many different kinds of trees there! Four hundred and something. Favorite tree names:
Monkey Puzzle Tree
Weeping Atlas Cedar