Ran into someone on Friday, I was rushing out of FedEx with a new pair of cunt Lanvin pants I tracked down in Tokyo and I felt eyes on me so I turned, he was smiling, I smiled back, stopped as if I recognized him and spewed a chirpful hi! Spent 10 mins chatting about my struggles to have my fucking film produced and about his home on Andros island. I don’t know who he is. He seemed nice. I sort of think he might be someone I thought I disliked, but he seemed nice. Early onset of Alzheimer’s is no fun but at least I don’t have to be fully present.