Ugh. Just watched American Pachuco: The Legend of Luis Valdez and really wish I had someone to talk about it with.
I keep feeling the want to read, but neither of the two books I currently have in progress feel enticing. And I tell myself it doesn’t have to be either of them; I could read something else - but I don’t want to have to pick something else. What’s all that about?
The rain brings out all kinds of interesting smells.
It ain’t much, but it’s honest work.