Making a living.

I'm broke again, but still determined to avoid getting a job for as long as I can. I screened for another drug trial today. This one is shorter and pays less than the one I did in the fall, so I'll probably have to do another one immediately after.

I guess this is how I make my living now.

The life.

There's no way you can know, here at the beginning of this project, everything you need to know about me for what I write now to make sense. So I'll just start, and trust that before too long details will accumulate and fall into place, creating an impression of a person who lives in a certain place and does certain things, who is surrounded by certain people, who has been here and there at this time and that, and has this to say about it.

I am 45 years old. I moved here to Austin last fall. There's not much about my life now that I recognize as a continuation of anything that came before. Maybe that's enough said for now.

More tomorrow.