When I first got here, I commented on how ridiculous I felt to be living this life.
Yesterday, however, walking across the courtyard of the Louvre after an afternoon spent looking at the curatorial files for my painting, I thought, I’m going to be in Salt Lake Fucking City in a little more than a week? Seriously? And I snapped the above photo.
And then I went to have a tall drink at Le Fumoir. Sigh.