Tuesday, January 18, 2000

It is raining at night in front of my apartment.


I just took out all of the trash:


There's me in the elevator:


My rat and my snake. When I come back, who will remain?:


I'm waiting for the taxi as it rains outside. The taxi is 30 minutes late.


There's my luggage:


View of the San Francisco fog from my taxi shuttle:


My room at Ezra's parents:




Me, as I write this:


The books in this room:



Ezra: