I found this in another journal from 1992. This is the apartment Jason and I found in Seattle, and I drew this after Jason returned to Pennsylvania. I lived alone there for a few weeks before finding someone to share rent with, but of course, it was never the same. I soon moved to a new apartment where I lived fairly happily by myself.
     In this picture, I’m probably listening to K.D. Lang, smoking by candlelight, and thinking about what to do next.