I’ve been staring at the sun, straight at it. I’m getting blinder by the minute. I must be honest with myself. I want to ride this subway all day long. Taiwanese kids are down with David Lynch, but not quite ready for Harmony Korine. Green tea ice cream. I took a bite of mango custard and thought maybe I had the power to make things explode with my eyes. Free communal bikes to the free film archives. This week I’m going to live at the film archives. I talked to an old man at the park for ten minutes somehow without understanding a single word he said. We smiled and laughed and gestured and were quiet. Anyway, we all have blood on our hands.