Evan having a cigarette out his window in North Bennington, VT. Spent the weekend there for his birthday. I miss Vermont! I miss it all the time. We had diner breakfast and cheap beer. The air smelled good and it was quiet. I’m going back in a month.
"He loves me, he doesn’t love my bowels, if they showed him my appendix in a glass he wouldn’t recognize it, he’s always feeling me, but if they put the glass in his hands he wouldn’t touch it, he wouldn’t think, ‘that’s hers’, you ought to love all of somebody, the esophagus, the liver, the intestines."