Arizona was one of my favorite place in those days. There was the hotel
which was named "Congress" in Tucson. The hotel's bar and disco
was stopped by local people.
I was 24 years old. A bartender offered me a glass of tequila. I licked
salt on my fist then drank it up at once. It's very easy to predict what
's happen next. Yes, I was drunk. I tottered to my room.
I came out from my room through the window. There was a small space like
a roof top patio surrounded by the rooms. I laid down on my back. I saw
thousands of stars were inlaid over solid black and dried up sky of Arizona.
Cooled down desert wind blew on my cheek. Then I was falling asleep.
Tomorrow morning, the 100°F sun will rise up.
"Arizona Hotel " Tucson, Arizona, USA 1989