i'm at the olga, which i'll have to discuss at length more later- though what are the chances of coming from olga's funeral to a building called the olga? that's the question. i tried to load photos but it didn't work on j's computer so we'll have to hold off on a discussion of byzantine catholicism. for now i can say before i forget that it was odd i had two funeral appropriate outfits in my bag. it's a good thing i'm in a grey kind of mood? and that i must have been psychically prepared for the journey. and being in NY is having slipped into a completely different reality than where i was with you. it is strange that both of you are so physically so far away. i don't understand it. it seems unfair.
and though joanna does live in the gentrified ghetto she has a beautiful view and a pretty sweet 2 room apartment. her brother is over already hanging curtain rods and we're deciding on where the art goes. i had to fix her necklace which was misbehaving and her shadowbox things came unglued... so best i am here to fix them. but i really should have a few must dos before i leave new york right? besides visiting starbucks and walking through central park. done and done. i have 2 solid more days and then another 1/2 day. i'm thinking the frick museum or maybe that tenament? museum? or something- but that's it really... hummm. surely i can not sit with a laptop overlooking the baseball diamond and smattering of trees and buildings as far as the eye can see with a glass of wine in my hand, and my feet kicked up admiring my pedicure. dilemmas dilemmas.
ok, my mind has melted in the haze of fabric choices and thirst.
more later from the front.
m.
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