It's quiet and dark here, and I don't mind, it suits my mood. Wish I could stay here while, at the same time, going onto achieve international fame and fortune. But I guess I can only do one at a time.
Got call from manager guy today. Have to go into office and pick over first draft of latest screenplay. Freaked out by this for unknown reasons. Unsurprised by random freakout-age. It is the way of things.
I'm wearing silky fuzzy socks and a green sweater. I only have clothes to pack now.
Driving back to L.A. tomorrow, with a new blender and a yoga mat and three weeks of good memories.