August 24, 2017

A few minutes at the studio– came home when the cleaning lady texted that the doorknob had fallen apart. So far, the fix achieved by tightening screws seems to be working. Rent at the studio being raised for the first time since I moved to the Phil Mechanic. Woke with agonizing leg cramps, which reached briefly the point of “unbearable.” Again, the problem of having to bear what cannot be borne.