2:33 PM (Los Angeles): It is uncanny how my entire universe, via perspective that is dictated by hormone-driven phenomenological tumults, changed in the last half-hour. The rest of the day, and, up until a half-hour ago, in my mind, the rest of my life, was completely altered in one moment of release. I can only imagine the freedom in mastering such a state change strictly by internal methods, if such a thing is possible. [I was being a dopey little cunt for most of the day, had sex, felt better.]
This August, I will venture another month-long run in daily goal setting and bi-daily journaling. I will consider the implications of the transition between parenting a child to parenting an adult, arbitrary though the distinction may be.
12:52 AM (Los Angeles): For three hours, my spawn existed in an unforeseen transitory limbo in which she was no longer legally a child in Wheeling, but was still my underage child in Los Angeles. I am still uncertain how exactly I feel about the fact that I have officially, by all legalities, raised up a bonafide adult.
In any event, I was successful overall in maintaining patience and presence throughout the treks to Hollywood, the Griffen Observatory, and more.
