My mind was messy when I left for D.C. My body, perhaps, too. I don't know if it was too much work, too many nights, some virus, or a combination of all these things. But I made some messes before I went that I can't figure out. I can't find two sets of Polaroids I shot just before leaving. Those will be some pissed off models if they remain missing. My house is a disaster. And only just now--mere minutes ago--did I get the gas turned back on. Now I am resolved. I will take care of things BEFORE they need taking care of. I am cleaning the house to a zen purity. I will not shoot in the studio more than once a week. And I will not eat any food that isn't interesting.
Let's consider this last part. After dining in D.C., I was thinking what I would eat on the trip back. And I could think of nothing. I live in a town with more restaurants per capita than any place in the world. You can eat all the Chic-On-A-Bun-Sweet-Tomatoes-Heavy-Sauce-Italian-Breadsticks-China-Rose you want. But there is only 3/4 of a restaurant that serves anything you might consider interesting. And that is why most of us cook at home. But eating out is an experience. You go for the food, but you go for the other thing, too. You go for atmosphere and romance. You go for the possibility of something wonderful happening. Perhaps some beautiful man or woman will join you at your table and tell you tales that can't possibly be true. It needn't be exotic. It can be the most common fare done well, a catfish and cornbread and grits restaurant done right with a happy waitress with personality and her own crazy stories.
So last night. . . I didn't eat. I did, but not dinner. After the gym, I had some sorghum beer and year old Manchega cheese and garlic olives. And after that, I just wanted a drink. I don't know, but I feel fine this morning. Perhaps I will not eat until I find someone to share the meal. I'll be skinny soon.
Maybe today is a turning point. I will go to the studio to see if the Polaroids are there. Fingers crossed. I have a fully operating house once again with full utilities. I will choose one room and un-clutter it before I go to work. Emptiness will be my goal.
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