I’m not one to want possessions, but I think this should be mine:
This was from an art show/viewing of collections that I went to right after Half-Drag. The juxtaposition of the two shows was thrilling and each was equally exciting/disturbing.
Also disturbing is the rate at which Keetah is aging. I stopped by to love her yesterday and left with sadness.
Keetah is not allowed to age any more.
Today I’m recovering from an outrageously delicious steak dinner at Iron Barley, as well as drinks at the local piano bar. Such painful indulgences.