not many choices at 5:28

Still a little too early to get coffee; would love to go for a walk, but can't, or jump on the L train.

Time stops! So here we are at the beginning of Friday. A long week of tutoring coming to its end. Yesterday, due to some foul up in communication from my oncologist's office, my Avistan infusion did not happened, instead I get it today. No problem. 

Thanksgiving at my cousins was fine. Got off at Bergen Street and walked south to their apartment on Park Place. Was this my first time on that strip since the pandemic. Flatbush around there, full of empty storefronts. Friday a "passive" day, Saturday a full day of tutoring. Sunday, morning tutoring my adult student who lives in Jackson Heights, then met my friends Clint and Kim for lunch and coffee in Williamsburg. A long trip, two subway changes, but my energy was very high. Starving when I reached the Ramen place where we met for lunch, ate some really good soup, then we crossed the street to a restaurant that specializes in desert and talked some more. 

Arriving in Williamsburg as I got off the G, and walking the seven or eight blocks from the station to Bedford, I felt a sense of being "home". Between 07 and 18, how many walks did I take in that area, how many restaurants or bars did I visit? Firsts time on those streets since the pandemic, almost felt like a blind man finally with his sight restored. Would love to return soon and just walk, but my schedule makes that impossible for a while. When? Christmas? Who wants to walk in the cold?  But it felt great to be there, then had an excellent conversation with Kim and Clint about the state of the theater today. First long conversation about that in a while---left them as I approached the L, back to Manhattan, feeling very exhilirated. Energy high during the whole day; my body took me where I wanted to go.

So life now revolves around my tutoring schedule, which is pretty heavy at this point. Lots of plays and movies out there to capture my imagination, but really no time or energy for it. A few friends appearing or writing plays that are on between now and Christmas, but making time for them may be impossible. Need to rest when I return home after a few hours of tutoring, and on the one or two days of the week that are less filled, well....? Can't say. 

Almosts six o clock, the coffee cart where I get my moring coffee should be ready soon....