July 2, 2019

Sit in the café and make satisfying progress on Jason of the Apes. I arrive at the crack of dawn and then complain that there’s never anybody I know. Spent the entire morning making reservations for a flight to Ohio, then turning around and cancelling everything because it was too weird, too hard, too expensive. To get to Akron, they fly me to Orlando, give me an overnight layover, then fly me back north in the morning. Decided to drive. It’s been many years since I drove that route.