I’m in New York for the week. My friend Hanna is starring in a one woman show, “The Sound of One Hanna Clapping,” directed by Ana Gastyer.
Last night I went to see a psychic just north of Times Square. She assured me that my plumbing business would progress “little by little, step by step,” and assures me that my dead ex-girlfriend is with God right now and that God needed her more than I did. She probably told me these things because I specifically asked about my plumbing business—the one I don’t have—and my dead ex—that I don’t have either…but I only asked about these things because the very first thing she said in my reading was that I was “a very honest person.”