In 2013, I spent Thanksgiving with Jared Leto. True story. I couldn’t make this stuff up. I don’t know how much time I spent drinking and talking with Jared Leto, but it is true. He was in disguise, as a friend of the person’s house who I was eating Turkey dinner at. She was a person I worked with. Yet, sure enough it was Jared Leto.
His name was Tony when I met him. Silly me, I went on to gush to my co-worker about how much I loved talking and spending time with Tony. Tony was at the Thanksgiving dinner with his husband/partner, but there was something marked about him.
It was a pleasure spending time with Tony. Talking, drinking, just hanging out til all hours – I was there a long time.
I didn’t and don’t like this place I live in. It is still not my home after going on six years now. I have less furniture, belongings, or cozy home furnishings now than when I moved in. A home should surround you with warmth. It should be private. It should be a place of rest and relaxation.
Happy Thanksgiving JL.
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