Coffey Park, saw Emma and Jack for a bit.  Emma smiling uncontrollably and skating on rollerblades, gliding over the concrete to me for a quick hug & kiss.  Jack coming out to say hi, hug me and asking me if I’ll call this week.  “Of course dude,” I said.  Probably going to try tonight, see if there’s a blockade.

My mood and temperament, elevated.  To the highest altitude after reading again and re-re-re-reading the photo book the Nurse made for me, my favorite Xmas gift.  Theming it ‘The Nurse and The Professor.  Reminding me I need to somehow get back to that, just no grading papers.

Not sure how far away she is, how much writing time I have and it doesn’t matter.  It’s all about her, us… this new story.  This new year where I will get pronouncedly aggressive with negative forces that circle and encroach.

Oliver’s, went there to look for something but didn’t find what I sought.  Slow at the market, but people to observe.  The post-Xmas mood, interesting.  Rest, collection, reflection.

Forever, conceptual perpetual, immediate and never eventual.