August 20, 2018

First day of class. Anxious as a kid, I woke and rose far earlier than necessary. The Karpen elevator was out, and hauling up three floors of staircase was not how I wanted to begin my day. I think the class was good, We talked about Obedience and Enlightenment and John Donne. I think we have rapport. I enjoyed myself, anyway. Got a bill from a hotel in Charlotte where I never stayed. Surprisingly easy to get that reversed. It’s the little things. . . .

Gardening thwarted by gout, which makes the wearing of shoes problematic.