Sandman's Journal

I started packing things today. It's a mildly sickening feeling to be leaving Oly. I spent the evening with two old girlfriends. From 6-10 pm I watched Fiddler on the Roof at Capital Theater with Nina. Her father, Shraga, sat with us. It was a very Jewish experience. People were clapping, dancing, and singing along. I felt privileged to be sitting next to an Israeli. And then, from 10 pm to 3 am, I spent at Sydney's. She had a small wine drinking gathering at her newly painted house. About twenty minutes ago I got weary and left. Tomorrow I begin my tiling job--a friend's bathroom.