Vile. Vilest. I’ve lots of life parts going in, a series of vignettes, monologues, whatever comes w/ writer’s block undiagnosed. An intersection of an un-demarcated self, motion in unrecognizable patterns, math as therapy and fear of validation. And another thing is a screenplay called Standing Dissolved, My Back to You about a homeless guitar sampler befriended by a yachtsman who hides from the world. They head off exploring Taoism so there’s a lot of take-out. For a documentary short it’s a bracing swim. The guys bond fast and plot their way around eating, watching tv, taking long walks, suffering — all of which figure in my earlier career, more cold-hearted patterns I hadn’t even realized!