On May eighteenth I wrote the day before that I was in bed
at 12. We were up at 615 and I made my
train. I rode to CT and boarded. I saw a Twitter friend at MV and caught the
TVA quick. A college calss mate and I
texted each other. My friend messaged me
to say that she didn’t want to go to the doctor.
This is an occasional series chronicling my life. This
Notebook Analysis series is meant to
be contemporaneous piece developed as an agglomeration of my notebook pages. In
each of these posts I used my notes to develop my recent thoughts.
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