More July is happening.
My family life, such as it is, disintegrated yesterday.
My modern family has included Jerry, who turned 30 yesterday, his mother Myerl, brother Peter, sister Denise, nephews Damian and Evan and his dog Phineas.
It all started when Myerl began my day by telling me that she and Denise the night before had attended a 30th birthday party for Jerry in a downtown LA high rise.
My reaction was predictable for someone with my unique set of neuroses: anger, depression, isolation, hostility, self-destruction.
Childish response I know, but an entirely involuntary, instinctive one without alternative after 66 years of this lifetime offering up one act of disrespect and betrayal after the next.
I now am back in my natural state as a lone wolf.
Wooooo!!!
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