the next Sunday morning.....

 cold, cold, got out early to the nearby hotel; waited for coffee--read the John Le Carre novel that I took almost by chance from the library yesterday. Really good---it has captured me, and I will try to read as much of it as I can today. But what else? Absolutely no commitments--at least one movie---possibly part of the film series showing at the Film Forum of films made in NY in the late forties and fifties. Have not gone to one yet---an interesting one showing around 4:30, called the window---obscure, might be fun to watch.  Meanwhile Metrograph is having a John Stahl festival---he was a director who made many films in the 30's and 40's---amazingly enough around 90 years ago. Ah, Metrograph---pre pandemic that was my go to spot for movies---loved the ambiance--the energy---it seemed like everyone there really was interested in films---or atleast that is what I imagined it to be. Reading on the couch in the lobby---I wonder if the layout is still the same, or post pandemic it has been stripped down---like the Lincoln Center theaters---almost bare in relation to what they once were pre March 2020,

Yesterday, four tutoring sessions---felt good, still need some more for the week. Returned to the apartment around 5, did not go out again, Today---a need to be out. Read some essays from the anthology of black writing in the New Yorker, which I have out of the library. Stuck with Atticus Lish's new novel--about abook woman who has ALS. He is a strong writer--reading him is fulfilling---but here he seems to be stuck on the same subject for most of the first hundred pages that I read. LeCarre is a nice break from that--his book moves refreshingly quickly through its narrative. 

I returned to Friends for the first time since the "accident" to see the middle school play directed by my friend Shayna. Previously she directed  in the McCrae space, kind of a rudimentary playing space---now she worked in the new Great Hall---lots of possibilities for tech explosions while staging her work, which she took advantage of. Still, miss the humanity of the earlier work, a little lackng in this one. More on this some other time.

So let the rest of the day begin---lets see how I use my " freedom"--a day where I have no committment to anything but my own desires. Will report soon.