How much is too much?
Am I trying to do too many things with my life? Between the writing, film, music, computers, and whatever else I pick up and put down, am I splitting my attention too many ways?
It’s not like I have a whole lot else to do, of course…
A long night of nothing but laying on the couch, reading Ellis’ CITY OF SILENCE and Ryan & Lieber’s ME AND EDITH HEAD (great piece), and eating Chinese cuisine. And now this.