walked up and down 23rd between 7th and 8th --around 9:30---kind of surreal. Why? Can't really say---street full of people, there is a comedy club close to 7th--a bar that I would sometimes go into and watch baseball--pre pandemic of course is also there--could have just got into the subway stop and gone home, but had just come from a dance concert at NY Live Arts nearby and wanted to "take in" the neighborhood. So I did, When I approached the uptown subway station on 23rd and 7th, I saw it was closed, so I had to trek up seventh avenue to 33rd to get my train. Long walk---left me wanting desert---tired somewhat this morning.
My being in the neighborhood was to take in a Dance Concert at New York Live Arts, a really good space about halfway west of 7th on 19th street. Orlando Hernandez. a student from Friends who graduated in 08 was part of a group of 5 choreographers showing their work. Had to wait to see if I could get in (I did); then sit through some dissappointing projects to get to his. His were the best---tap dancing and very fluid choreography--dynamic use of space---I was happy for him. Afterwards said hello---he was quite happy to see me---also surprised, i guess, Other Friends people had been there the night before---I guess I was the only one there last night---still, a kind of surreal quality about the whole evening.
Lots of energy in my first two days after last infusion of Avastan and Iranitocan. Also learned that I must switch my medication to a port since veins are pretty shot, according to the staff at NY Cancer and Blood. Do not have a date for change to port yet---probably sometime in July---not really worried about the change, but hope it won't interfere with my teaching or my need to move around the city on my days off.
And today...not sure? There is a play about the Freedom Summer of 64 at Theater for the New City that I would like to check out. I feel very linked to that time (I graudated from Hopkins that summer) and try to check out any play or movie that deals with it. Yet, somehow, I really don't want to go. But what then? Would like to end the day at my friend Bob's bar on Avenue C and ninth---just chill and watch some baseball. Tomorrow the library is closed---so no tutoring---another day of choices---might be nice to go to Bushwick and see if I could find some old friends from there--but who knows; everything changes so quickly---will report soon.
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