klonopin had me snoozing over much of southern oregon and northern california so I did get to escape the tedium of flight. but I did spend a somewhat unpleasant amount of time in that twilight between waking and sleeping when you keep mistaking your situation for one that you are making up so at different points I was talking to different ones of you and sitting in your houses and eating things and asking questions and then I would jerk awake because I thought something important had happened but then would see that I was alone on the plane with the clouds and mountains going by just below and that nothing in particular was going on. finally I closed my eyes somewhere above oregon and opened them I thought seconds later to hear that we were making our descent into the bay area. oh.
so we landed and I got on bart and walked home and it was mere hours after I had gotten up in seattle and had breakfast with lisagail on capitol hill. to all you people who fly: come visit me! it's not far!
our daybed is lumpy though.
today will be one last party day before I cut off the pills and booze for several days to regain something like intellectual function. they work well for poetry but not so well for dissertations. until time for recreational chemistry will sweep and mop the room that used to be C's but is now mine in preparation for painting the floor and maybe the trim tomorrow. would red trim look stupid on white walls? the window trim is already painted black like the floor. maybe I should just paint the all the trim black like the floor. maybe I shouldn't bother with the trim.
so many possibilities. so little taste.