Thursday and Friday at Friends; overwhelmed by the energy of the seventh grade (and I worked with all, I mean all of them). Came home both nights with very little left---then the waiting begins. Should have celebrated, or something, but once I get in the apartment--it is just chill out time. Did what I said I would do, saw Brandon in between classes at 11:00 on Thursday, had no trouble with the time---trains move very quickly. Really a difference physically in the way I feel when I don't sub, then the way I feel when I do.When I don't---evenings are easy--when I do----well, the body is heavy. What is the future for this week---hard to say. So far, only one day planned at Friends, Friday---probably some tutoring during the week---Thursday is the big party at South Fourth---have to be there. The public schools...? Don't know. Strangely enough, for all the warmth I receive at Friends, Monday's challenge of the English program at Brooklyn Tech (my first time there) left me feeling more calm---only night that I really slept well during. Anyway, another crazy quilt---improvised week is at hand.
Just got an upstairs standing room for Figaro (Marriage of) for tonight---looking forward to it--first time seeing Bryn Terfel---can't wait to basque in all of that music. I guess after this it is off to Williamsburg to visit Jeannine.
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