a day of "rest"...

after five furious and intense days---well the rest is needed. Two days at Friends, then the sessions on Saturday, then Sunday, chaperoning on the Barnard Campus (kind of boring, but it has to be done) and then yesterday a full day with the middle school at Friends and one session. Finally only one session today. Tomorrow and Thursday short days at Friends.
  Sunday after the chaperoning, went to La Flaca to relax and have some contact with friends. Luckily, Sam (Samantha) a really kind bartender was on and she was very welcoming and gracious. Spent about 4 hours there--felt good returning.
   Sunday night, did not sleep well---awake at about 2 Monday morning. Stayed up so arrived at Friends not tired, but fatigue creeped up on me very soon. No problem though, in dealing with the rambunctious seventh and eighth grade students---they were working on scene projects and quiet and industrious as sthey went about it.
  Stomach problems continue---lab results, which I mentioned in Saturday's quick post apparently did not go through. Should do another soon. Tomorrow a visit to Ryan Center and a resident to really see if I can arrange a colonoscopy. Have to deal with the fact that it is necessary. Stomach is behaving in  a way that it has never done before. Difficult to deal with. Wonder how it will effect the coming two week vacation from Friends---I had thought I would try to see a lot of theater---will that be possible now..? Can't really plan too much ahead.
  Fantasized a short story about two older men==one. a recent widower looking for attention, the other, like myself, a "listener" who is asked to give him some comfort when he loses his wife.  Story turns on a memory that the first man brings up to the listener---which sets him off on a voyage into his past---actually an encounter in high school with a woman who lived in the Bronx near Yankee Stadium. The listener returns to the apartment house and his memories block out the people he sees living there now.
  The woman I remember was named Amy and she lived on Gerard Avenue in the Bronx which is right near the Stadium. One fascinating and surprising conversation with her in the Bronx library was enough to make me feel we had a future. Did we? Of course not, though I did have a nice chat with her at one of the Science reunions. At any rate, the potential for the story exists---will I be able to follow it through...? Stay tuned.