September 3, 2026

Exhausting, extended head wave. I’d hate to be one of my plants, standing in the sun all day.

Lunch with DJ. After 15 years he’ll be missing his week at the beach.

AVLGMC rehearsal. B has found a process to insure mediocrity for the foreseeable future. The part of me that recognizes that this is no longer my concern needs to convince the rest. 

Nearly hit a bear on the street while driving Thomas home. They are very black. We need to furnish them with those reflecting vests repairmen wear. In the car Thomas discussed my being Virgo, saying it was exactly right for me, being so grounded and all. I do in fact feel grounded, rooted, founded. Trying not to let that become “immovable.”