frightening story...

from Paris, yesterday and today. What can one say, or do?
Rest of life---tired, had a good tutoring session with a new student yesterday, then rested a bit, wanted to go down to Burp and see Megan, but too tired, instead went to Greek diner on Broadway and 94th street, had a blt, then went to Dive Bar on Amsterdam and 96th. Turned out to be a good move, had a great discussion with a couple: Alex, who just moved to Greenpoint, and his girl friend Stefanie, who actually lives only a block away from the bar. Talked a lot about gentrification, history of the city, how things have changed, etc. Hope to have contact with them again some time.
This morning--tired, not sure what I will do between now and trip to Dixon Place for Jessie's play this evening---would like to just fall into some movie, but don't know if I will do that.
Tomorrow I am scheduled to do some flyering for the protest on Tuesday, (wonder whether events in France will have any effect on this)---also may try to catch a movie at the Documentary festival at one of their venues.
A sense of exhaustion, both mental and physical has set in. Seem to be careening from place to place---so many responsibilities, but this is what you wanted...yes?  Have to find someplace to get some lunch soon...will report on rest of the weekend at next juncture..