Isolating on St. Anne and Decatur

Fuck.

I don't remember anything except there's blood all over these pages and I really just want to be left alone.

New Orleans is really fun. Last night there were parades and lights and lots of drinks, only they're pretty strict on carding here. Anyway, the weather is perfect too. I'm sitting on the corner of St. Anne and Decatur right now and GoldenFinch, Contessa, Siobhan, Tiffany and Amy are in the park and GoldenFinch is making a huge deal about how I want to be left alone...

But I hate traveling in groups and didn't sleep enough and I"m starving. I really would just rather go off by myself.

A man across the street is playing Summertime, Danny Boy, Amazing Grace and Pink Panther on his trumpet in front of Cafe du Monde. It is really very beautiful. And Pippi Longstocking just crossed the street. And now there is a fat, sandy-haired man with '80's sunglasses and a thick moustache dressed in denim and carrying a banjo. He is gone.