making sense....

of what is going on. Amazing feeling---revved up and want to work---but nowhere to go! Money really tight! Tough luck cityboy. Yesterday, after frustrating wait for student's mom at home in Harlem, went to South fourth, watched baseball, had a nice talk with Lana and it was good to see Andrew. None of my
so called "group" were there, but watched most of wild card game---great play on 3-6-1 double play, and left feeling good, did not go directly back to L, instead wandered down to south 6th, met Bill and Alison, a good talk with them, then entered East River---Sarah was bartending, I had not seen her in about a year, but she remembered me immediately, had good talk, then good conversation about serials with Less---former boy friend of Alison, a really nice guy, just what I needed, finally left tired, and took train back home.
Woke up this morning feeling great, but of course no phone call from Friends. Spoke to Rochelle yesterday evening, she says that teachers are just staying healthy, how I long to be there, but.....again the beautiful fall breeze seeps through me, full of energy, but until I meet with George at 2 :30---no outlet!. What is to be done...he asks himself.
This evening, check out Prelude, some interesting things, and then Assembly's project at 8:45; tomorrow, same, with 600 Highwaymen around 6. Should keep me busy in the evenings, but what of.....