October 25, 2019

Have begun transporting books and cherished objects from my office at the university, to make a heavy task lighter by division. I find satisfaction in it, bring far-faring emotions back home, within reach. The University is going to feel bad if I don’t develop more regrets about retirement than I seem to have now. Chat with WK in the Fresh Market parking lot, remembering when we were the bad boys of Asheville art.