"phone loss", which actually did not happen. But when I left Friends, and checked while crossing from N to D train at 34th street, amazed to find the phone not in my pocket. Searched frantically, did not find it. Did I leave it at Friends..? Had to continue to student in Harlem, dealt with panic and what would happen if phone was lost. Got to student and explained situation, her mother very understanding, let me use the phone to contact Friends, in spite of discomfort, had a fairly productive lesson with my student, who was very sweet (and very tired). Left their apartment starving but determined to return to Friends to search library---got of at 96th street, made phone call, Mike, a great guy who supervises the custodial staff at Friends in the evening had found the phone. Returned to Friends, grabbed the phone and finally stuffed myself with lemon chicken at nearbye Chinese restaurant. All of this, from the time that I left Friends the first time, took all of 2 and a half hours.
Amazing---pushed myself incredibly from one part of Manhattan to another with little food support, but I did it. Returned home still emotionally exhausted, not relieved, slept a long time, very deep sleep, very good for me. No work today at Friends, so body has a chance to restore itself.
Tonight, was planning to see Anna Bolena, but just checked the opera web site, and lowest prices are a little bit too expensive for me. Maybe standing room, but only if I am up to it. Have to draw the money line somewhere.
That's all for now, still chilling "in" from last nights' "adventure"--will continue report soon.
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