First gig in NY. Found it yesterday in a craigs listing. Botanical garden.

So tired this morning I almost opened Kathleens roomates room. When I felt it was locked or maybe sooner, hard to say since I was a bit delusional.

Left my shoes in Kathleens room. I feel terrible having to wake her up this early to grab them. I considered sneaking in as not to wake her, but thought if I did wake her that be a bit worse. Decided to knock softly to see how easily she would wake up.

It’s almost funny how out of everything in the world , I can’t stand waking people up. The guilt is overpowering. Bizzare.

So much info in the world and one very very ineficient brain. So many thoughts in a day. The “choice” to remember few, and share less.