My Friend Leonard by James Frey

Author:James Frey [Frey, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: General, Biography & Autobiography, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9781848542280
Publisher: Hachette UK
Published: 2005-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Spring becomes Summer.

I talk to Lilly. Sometimes I read to her, sometimes I just sit with her.

I go to St. Louis.

Milwaukee.

North side, South side. Northside. Southside.

I go out every night. I go to bars with my friends. I smoke play pool watch my friends get drunk. I stay out late I still can’t sleep when the bars close I walk through dark, silent, empty streets. I walk until it starts to become light. I sit by the lake and I watch the sun rise.

I sleep during the day, a few hours a day.

I read, look at art.

I go to Detroit.

Rockford.

Gary, Indiana.

I decide I want to write something. I have no idea what, I don’t really care, I just want to try. I buy a computer. I sit down in front of it and stare at the screen. I open a word-processing document and with two fingers I type—What are you staring at dumbass?—over and over and over again.

A woman stops me on the street and she says you won’t always feel this way. I ask her what she means and she says I can smell your pain, I can smell it. I’m not sure if she’s a genius or a lunatic. I turn and quickly walk away.

I see someone I used to know, someone I haven’t seen for a few years. He sees me smiles walks over and says how’s your fucking drinking problem, Frey? I say it’s good, how’s your drinking problem? He says he’s broke and unemployed and it sucks, but it allows him to go out every night. I give him ten bucks, say have one on me, old friend, have one on me.

I go to Milwaukee again.

Rockford twice.

Minneapolis/St. Paul.

I’m still too thin, I go on a special diet. I eat all of my meals at either The Weiner Circle, Taco/Burrito Palace #2, or The Olympic Gyro House. I only order items with red meat, I always order extra red meat, with most things I also order extra cheese.

A man offers to sell me a six pack of whoop-ass and a bottle of I know you can. I ask him how much? He says you ain’t got enough, mother-fucker, but I bet you can afford some of that lonely shit.

I visit Lilly. Sometimes I read to her, sometimes I speak to her, sometimes I just sit with her.

Summer becomes Fall.

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