your emotional nerd is showing

This foolish reporter described Leonard Cohen’s house and location in too much detail. I’ll be able to find it when I go to Montreal.

I promise I won’t do anything terrible, like steal ointment from his bathroom (did that once in a band’s house). It’ll just be a pilgrimage for me. I’ll just sit on the curb across the street, or on a bench in the park it faces, quietly crying in a reverie.