Jul 10, 2020
I explore my limited perspective thru my apartment window. Jazz, a Choros, and broken toys permeate my mind.
I visit Freud's theory of Alienation and counter balance it with an important insight from Jung.
I sort thru permanently deleted messages, crack smokers, hot soup and other dilemmas.
My son's voice weaves the performance together as I question my own grasp on knowing anything for certain.
Two little birds get it on.