Upstairs, I ascended to record the night sky. I had been listening to a Viva Frei podcast. He interviewed Meghan Murphy.
Downstairs, I descended to make this blog entry. I will read Anthony Burgess writing about James Joyce.
Yesterday, or was it the day before, I had three grade 12s show up for my English class. The kids look at me and spoke in Chinese., seemingly on purpose.
Today, I didn’t see any colleagues. I have to imagine interactions. These are always better than actual ones.
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