December 1, 2022

Hauled books to Malaprop’s to be sold on consignment. They ordered the easier-to-get ones on their own. This could have been done years ago, but I— have no excuse. Played a little downtown while delivering the books. Homeless in every bit of shelter. It would seem to me that of human afflictions this would be very nearly the easiest one to remedy. Had a neck and back massage from a Chinese guy at the Mall, from which I came feeling like a new man. Compared to most of the masseurs I’ve employed, this guy was brutal, but brutal has, in some senses, always suited me. 

Infuriating rehearsal.