One of the great pleasures of my life to date was having access, for a period of several years, to a dingy little studio by the sea in Ocean Beach. It was so small that when you rolled out the futon, it took up the entire room. The kitchen was too tiny for a dinner table, the hot water frequently didn’t work in the bathroom, and the constant noise and pot smoke from the neighbors streamed through the cracked, paper-thin walls.
It was paradise. [Read more…]