Peter Coyote hangs out at Sole? I doubt I'd recognize him if I saw him, even though I know who he is. I have no idea who the other person is. I'm just relieved I haven't run into any of Ex's old friends, lately. Sole is a magical place for me; I can't tell you how many times its been the site of serendipity. Dylan and I became friends there, though if he were to tell you the story, he would say it happened several months later.

Spirit's there, it's just a totally different kind of relationship than it used to be. I've been like a flickering light bulb, lately; my cosmology is all over the place from day to day. I realized the other day while talking to a friend who is very intelligent, but not particularly connected emotionally, that what I'm supposed to be learning now is not just how to deal with my gift for truth/honesty without having massive personal repurcussions; but to learn how to apply it with kindness. Without love it all too quickly becomes cruelty.

And yes, I'm totally claustrophobic. It's gotten worse over the years, though my anxiety has totally subsided since I left NYC.