begins on a promising hope---nice fall weather, a tutoring session ahead, pleased that I handled my money well yesterday, possibly some flyering for Mr. Biberaj.
Yesterday, another afternoon helping at FUREE, good fellowship, went to Brooklyn PL afterwards, then walked down Washington Ave to subway at C Train, took it home. Felt exhilirated crossing Eastern Parkway last night, wanted to take it all in--made up short story about sixth grader visiting from the Bronx in 1955 who gets crush on girl living near the parkway, o fcourse he returns many years later, impossible to mourn the change in the neighborhood, and his feelings for her...? What would she have become. Lost in a kind of space like dream....?
Today, after sesssion, maybe FUREE, want to see my friend perform in Queens venue, will he be able to do it all.....?
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