July 28, 2018

Serene morning, except for the towhees, almost silent. A few chores and then I’m off to Cary to see Waiting for the Witch, DeGhelder says the production will be awful. I don’t doubt it, but I remember Cary as a town worth an afternoon in any case. The last time I was there I sat in the public square studying my lines for The Winter’s Tale.

Feeling curiously happy. American Airlines refunded the money for my failed trip. The UNCA library wants my paintings for the faculty show. My happiness is not explained by these things.

Back to work on Jason of the Apes.