January 15, 2016

I’m at school by 6:30, reading and preparing, trying to keep clean my record of never taking work home.

Chat with T at High 5. So, my jealously was abated. His present ambition is to write badly, deliberately badly, to come down to the perceived level of Country music. My theory is that it is never profitable to make anything less well than you can make it, but I am not certain that’s true. People who succeed with bad things–and there are many, even a predominance–are, I think, working at the top of their abilities, which place luckily coincides with public interest.

Energetic and engaged classes. K paid me a visit, the vacation having restored him to his radiant and energetic self.