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So I started life out in New York and after a particularly hot summer spent in front of my fan listening to lovers’ spats outside my window living above what used to be the St. Marks Bar and Grill, I traded the intensity of Manhattan for the expansiveness of the New Mexican desert as I drove my college degree West and landed a job as a waitress. New Mexico blew me wide open and the little apartment I was renting had a sleeping alcove surrounded by windows where I fell asleep every night watching the most remarkable night sky. There are so many lights in this world, they can block out the moon and the stories of stars, and so many roads in this world, so many planes and busses and cars… Oh, the rich knowledge of the land, Oh, the rich knowledge of the land..” (lyrics from So Many Lights by Eda Maxym) A few years later, nothing like a major heartbreak to set the wheels going, this time as far West as I could go in my little car, to San Francisco…it was the rainiest fall in years, with houses sliding down hills…I hunkered down in my hidden away funky old flat with my new neighbor, the very eccentric poet Robert Anthony. I started what would turn out to be a most interesting adventure in San Francisco with friends and artists of all kinds, camping with redwoods and collecting stones on nude beaches, getting the gardening bug big time, working as a carpenter and set painter, playing in a band and writing music and performing in a dark comedy cabaret group, Hyena Cabaret. Thread