October 6, 2004
I know something about endorphines, Diary. They've been coming across those manifold synaptic gaps fast and in bunches as of late. I know something about coming down from them too. It's as hard a withdrawal as you can find outside of a laboratory. No need to get into the details, of course, just know it is happening. When the wishes of your mind and life outside are in sympatico, there's no endorphine rush can match it. Let's just say I've sent the post card from that place and I'm headed back home. I'm waiting for some new juice recipes to be faxed in from my guy in Japan. Maybe those will supply some endorphins of their own. I've been adding E's to words unnecessarily lately. I'm going to go listen to After the Gold Rush on repeat.