Sunday June 18th, 1995
Bali: This is It.


We packed up and left our villa before 12
and went to the pool
where most of the stage had already been taken down.


As we were spending our time
between our sunbathing spot and the chilled pool
10 Balinese workers took down the "moon."





And I thought that most of my art works
were already commemorative pieces.


Alex and Carol joined us.
As we were having our last Balinese meal at PJ's
Michele and Ku passed by to say goodbye.
We were six at the table.


Alex only spoke to Anne and myself.
Carol didn't talk much
but when she did,
she waited for Alex's approval
before starting a new sentence.
Michele and Ku talked to Anne and myself.
Anne didn't talk to Carol.
And I tried to talk to everybody...
even to myself.


Most people think it's ridiculous
but I enjoy having two of my best friends
not talk to each other
even when they meet on the other side of the planet.
Suddenly everything becomes more complex.


We hopped into our travel mode at 9:00 pm that night.


yesterday tomorrow