have gone from....

one extreme to another----what do I mean by that---well starting Wednesday, cityboy has worked at Friends continuously---so Tuesday's heavy anxiety has been turned into Saturday's heavy exhaustion. On Thursday actually did the equivalent of two full programs (well maybe one and a half) and yesterday also a full day. Nothing much to do after that but come back to the apartment and crash---spent a lot of time sleeping between yesterday night and this morning. This evening I will go to the play Porto at the Bushwick Starr; first chance to get out this week.
  Have just read two articles re "affordable housing" landlord harassment---probably one of the cruelest forms of treating people that I can consider. Now one finds out that the new leader's son in law is also an owner of many apartment houses in the East Village and has used brutal tactics to get rent stabilized tenants to leave. Really frightening---add to this the proposed sale of the Inwood Public Library---I hope those Inwood citizens will really fight hard against that. So much to do in the city, even as the marchers on Washington begin to rally for next weekend.
 Strange dream last night---I am subbing at a school in the south Bronx---I can see the no 2 train as it goes between Simpson Street and Intervale Avenue stations from the school. No problems, a very nice teacher helps me---also there is one white kid in the class---I wonder if he and his family live near the school, but no, he tells me he lives in Jackson Heights. What is he doing there? Why did his parents choose to send him there? Strange, then it is raining and we all wait for buses or taxis---finally we are all in a restaurant a little further north and the teacher I worked with gives me a very warm hug---I am a little surprised by the warmth---then I sit next to another teacher and we talk about the neighborhood, and then I wake up.
  What is the meaning of the dream? Images--the two stops on the no 2 train that I mention were stops that my father and I would pass as we went from further out in the Bronx to the Saturday matinees of Broadway shows during my childhood. By Simpson would be checking the time to see if we would arrive on time to the plays (we always did). Lots of school imagery, warmth imagery. feelings about minorities. All of those things in the dream. Always seem to remember when I dream about the Bronx, a borough that in real life, I have "forgotten" that is I do not go there regularly as I do in Brooklyn.
  What about the rest of the weekend. Not sure if I will involve myself in any "protest" activities, Monday is kind of open---tomorrow would like to watch football playoff match ups---they are good, also have just found out that one of the games will be in the evening, not the early afternoon, so might be able to catch a movie in the early afternoon (plenty of them that I would like to see) and still want to consider seeing "The Fever" at Under the Radar, if I can fit it in.
 Next report may be Tuedsay---doubt that I will be able to post tomorrow---so the next post will probably reveal the weekend activities.