Last night was a rough night at the artist's community. I might write about it tomorrow or I might just move on and be thankful that no one is dead. I am exhausted right now, but I can report the following facts:
I gave my notice today. I am moving out on January 11th.
I don't know exactly where I'm going on January 11th. I just know that I can't stay here.
The fundraiser I mentioned in my last post was miraculously successful and we raised enough money as a community to save our two friends from being evicted. I am in awe of the final score...
Human Kindness: 2
I also learned tonight that sometimes, when things seem overwhelming and complicated, being a gay man's date to a Christmas party at a bowling alley is the best thing you can do for your mental health.
More coherent thoughts later. It's bed time for Lauren.
Peace and love.