March 10, 2024

Radiant, frigid day, wind like a glittering razor. Got in two hours of work on a play before church, despite the time change. Excellent flute and keyboard recital in the afternoon. L stood in the Baptistry for several minutes shouting at someone, her face contorted with rage. I could see inside from where I stood: there was no one there but her. Dream before waking: I’m a film actor in Los Angeles. On a certain day all the film actors go down to this huge, flowing river (clearly not the Los Angeles) and jump in, fighting hard to tread water and keep afloat. At intervals huge fish brush up against us. You have to look quickly, because on the sides of the fish the name of our next project is written