probably because momentum carries me quickly (not ven sure what that means) at any rate, today is a "free" day, that is no tutoring scheduled, after a grueling four hour session yesterday. Not that I don't like my students, I do, there is something very vital in the work and the commitment now, but it is tiring. Ironically, on a day like this, in which I am totally free, my mind constantly goes over my options---and there are many. Just heard about an interesting new play at Theater For the New City that is inexpensive---might be a choice. On the other hand, I thought about visiting Williamsburg this late-morning-afternoon, and checking out a few eating or coffee places there, also getting a vibe which is totally different from the upper west side. Then there are a couple of interesting films at the Film Forum that might be worth checking out. Not sure about any of it; will just let the day happen.
My normal day can be divided into three parts. First whatever tasks I have to perform in the morning which could mean laundry picking up medication, a doctor's visit (though not many of them recently) or making a credit card payment at one of my local banks. Then the waiting---sometimes a blank space as I wait to leave for the library where I tutor. Second, the trip to the library; doing some browsing before my first lesson, and then beginning the tutoring itself. Then it is usually just home, taking it easy and dealing with the fatigue more mental then physical. Then back again the next day.
Yesterday after my four hours, walked the one block to Broadway and the subway, only to find out the 1, which usually gets me home in about 16 minutes was suspended. Had to get home---but how? Many bus options, finally took the 145 street cross town to Lenox, the last block before the bridge to the Bronx. Original signage said the number 3 train was also suspended then train clock, which I could see from the outside said 14 minutes. Did not want to go down and wait yet, instead just stook at 145 and Lenox and considered my options (again). The time clock went down, possibly the three was not suspended and I could get home that way, but the minutes were slow--so i stood on the corner and just took things in. Really enjoyed that--it happens so rarely since the pandemic started and the illness---just looking at another neighborhood either on the bus or on foot seems fascinating to me. The winter weather was very calm--no wind around, so it was easy to wait and just take the vision of the corner in. Finally the clock wound down, and it seemed that the train might really arrive---soon it did, and it moved easily to 72nd Street. Getting home was not so difficult.
That is all for now---I should write a little more frequently, will try to do so.
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