this evening

it's been kinda stifling today.
current jazz playing makes the air somehow a little bit spanish, a southern one, like Granada.
"but you're not in Spain" i said.

stuff in the room is still not in it's place as it should have been.
don't feel very well.

"i don't like being alone. i'm good at it, but i don't like it."
as Alain Shore said.