Microdosing Joy Issue #13

Always remember this

This is the final issue of Microdosing Joy that I will write from my little West LA writing nook, nestled into a corner of a south facing window.

When I moved into this apartment two and a half years ago, I knew it would act as a liminal space. I knew it would be my last abode in Los Angeles before making my inevitable pilgrimage into the woods. And I knew it would never compare to its predecessor, the home in which I’d lived for three previous years, the one where I’d broken into pieces and come back together more whole than ever before, where I’d written and published three books, the house made of rainbows that inspired the title of my fourth book.

Final “one true sentence” written in the house on Barrington, typed on my 1958 Olympia SM4