January 19, 2023

Early appointment at MAYHEC, one made at their insistence (I’m not sick) and for which they were 70 minutes late. Nothing material, as I anticipated. My blood pressure is lower than before. 

Lunch with M, who is now personal assistant to P, at this point in his winding road back from quadriplegia. M now has long brown Jesus hair, and is as enthusiastic as ever about winning souls for Christ. He witnesses to colleges in the evenings, but skips UNCA because no one there pays attention to him. 

Wearing out brushes at gruesome velocity.