Day 3:
Thomas and I studied together at UCT back in the day and I haven't seen him in a good couple of years, until this morning. He's in SF for 2 more weeks and then heading off to Chicago to continue his studies. (Lucky bastard.)
Meeting up with him was like finding a friend in a club at 3am when you've dropped acid by yourself and you're sort of freaking out and discovering the person is on exactly the same trip as you are.
Oh happy day! After meeting up we sat and talked and talked and talked until it felt like I was all talked out to the bottom of my being. Like everything I had been carrying around inside of me was finally systematically laid out on a table to be observed and it felt so good. Like I suddenly came into focus.
We spent the rest of the day walking aimlessly round the Mission district like two kids lost at a Fair: big eyes, amazing smells, some very strange sites, giggling and feeling utterly astonished at the craziness of the world around us. Everything brand spanking new.
Missing SA makes you do lovely things. Later this week I'm going to visit him in Oakland to listen to a David Kramer album, live at the Baxter nogal. It's a double LP from 1982 and called "Jis Jis Jis".
Today was an island.
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