September 12, 2014

Blake students at my house yesterday. Rather against expectation, it was a good time. John the Edna’s barista joined us. I invited him without any notion that he’d actually come. He not only came but was equipped to enter the discussion. One student said, “I expected your house to be 1/3 Hobbit hole, 1/3 Yeats and 1/3 Blake.” I didn’t ask if her expectations were fulfilled. I expect them to be ravenous, so always prepare too much food. Many unnoticed text messages on my phone. I never think to look, unless I hear the little warning chime go off. Today is free and precious.