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About 13 minutes before I get in car.  Starting morning with Jack, talking and playing, then readying myself before I usually am.  Delighted that it’s Thursday, as tomorrow all I have to do is work at winery.  This Summer’s already taught me that singularity is beauty.  There’s more invite in the simple than the layered.

Tonight, as I told someone last night, teaching for me.  Going to lecture to and entertain myself.  First thought:  “Why should I care?” Urging students to make the reader invest in your work.

Same quiet as yesterday morning, but the clock won’t let me enjoy.