April 4, 2024

Chilly, brilliant day. Spent most of it walking around in my red Boy Scout jacket in the most spotless joy. Sitting and writing, moving to the next spot. I was happy. Am at this hour happy. I was morose yesterday (the storm?) but Tuesday and today have been the kind of days I would like to pile one upon the other till the end. The sea is a rich brown dotted by the swift shadows of clouds. Began a play in various benches overlooking the waves. Ambrosial beans and rice at Jack of Cups. The most vacation-y vacation in remembrance. 

"Alfie and Greta" has been short-listed for the summer festival in Cork. If it’s chosen, I’ll go. 

My cleaning lady is from Mongolia. I welcomed her to America and she smiled and bowed.