September 18, 2012

End of the week’s longest day. Cool, autumnal, the windows closed but for a crack. My classes inspired me to write, but coming home late and exhausted inspired me to watch a movie about Christopher Isherwood instead. Perfect tomatoes keep coming out of my garden. Whatever poisoning you get from too many tomatoes is my destiny. Pile of memorabilia from The Rochester Hotel on my desk. I must have wanted it when I gathered it together, a flyer, a coaster, a napkin, a pamphlet on the movies filmed in Durango. Pleasant talk with student Ethan after class, first about his poems, then about everything else.