Just when I thought I lost a friend, I gained six. But it's hard. I was talking to J. and she described to me a fantastic setting of kicking it with the kiddies, eating, drinking, smoking and fantabulating while the little ones run around in their jammies, and it's all good vibes and good fun and the kids are totally included. And I'm sad, because I don't have that and don't know if I ever will. But what I do have is D. with stories of selling John Lennon his first car and spying on Twiggy in her kitchen and X and Y and Z and U and K, all smart and artists and intellectual and fun. And I just once again need to learn to be OK with what is vs. what is not.
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