Class, then breakfast with Sherrill. An ongoing dilemma: how to write about those who may also be readers? Self-reference is strange enough, and we are not the same.
Later: a nap taken, a friend called, books read, tamales eaten. Words exchanged with strangers. An apparent donut is cornbread (sad). Preparatory plans thwarted by inscrutable timelines; I’ll have to ask tomorrow. There is cheese now, and a new plastic box to keep it fresh. The caffeine only lasts so long.