Monday, January 30, 2017
I am anxious about my habit of always going naked at gatherings. I went to a small coffee shop to see the star. When I have taken off all my clothes, the place fills up. It's only a small shop. Soon we hear the sound of the star playing and singing, as Donovan appears. He hasn't changed much, a short guy. Everyone in the crowd is encouraged to get up and have their pictures taken. I feel a bit embarrassed. Where did I leave my clothes? They are strewn over two chairs. I put on underpants. "I'm an old hippie," I say.