it began about 6:40 A.M. on Monday January 22, with a call to sub for eighth grade history, and ended this afternoon at about 1. Ten straight days of work at Friends, 7 full, 3 half. Harder then I have ever worked before--at least that is how I feel about it. A few sessions after school, then home---mostly sleeping when not working. Stretched my body to the limit, and yet it feels fine now. Nice to end the cycle with a great kindergarden class (spanish), which was full of positive energy. I have three days already booked for next week---at least one for the one after---should be some additions to that, but the marathon of work in the past two weeks should carry me through. Maybe I can actually get some normal sleep routines in, at least for the weekend.
Now to re-invent myself as some free time choices appear. Won't bore you with the choices---they are kind of overwhelming---movies, plays, etc, We all know the drill.
Just took out a biography of Anne Bancroft (new)---that says a lot about how I feel now (a need for escapism) as I find out about her work in Two For the Seasaw, Miracle Worker, etc. That one I saw--still remember Patty Duke lumbering down the stairs---really half an animal--as Helen made her first entrance. A kind of contrived play, but those scenes with her were unforgettable. Later saw the movie, on a terrific date when I was a junior with S, a Goucher junior (I was then a Hopkins junior) on a night when we really clicked. It was one of those magical evenings when one instinctively understands, something is happening to him that has never happened before. For a short time, S and I were really together---very warm and intimate---no real sex, just a bond. It was one of those "changing" or defining events of being a young man. Can I stop here? Sometimes the memories are so strong.....
And so, on to the weekend---events will happen, may see a few movies, may go to La Flaca for super bowl---will report soon.
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