Another hot day promised. It is now Sunday morning at 5-5:22 to be exact. Second day of a "free" weekend. No plans, as such but what limitations. Limitations from the heat---from monetary issues---from lack of planning or contacting friends who might meet with me today. Four years ago, would have simply figured I could make it to Bushwick and take it from there---but is it possible that the heat is really more intense four years later? Heating centers---like the Geffen or the Rubinstein Atrium near Lincoln Center not opened until 9. Left with my adequate at best fan--can do the job---but....
For those who read the last post and are wondering how the Port entrance worked---the answer is that it was successful. I dealt with it---was put under---received the Port and life seems to have continued without much interference from it. A little more tired then usual, but that could be from many factors---as far as the Port entrance going, it seems to be okay.
A movie yesterday---Afire, conceived and directed by German film maker Chrisitan Petzoid. Very harsh, intellectual---well conceived but with characters I really did not like. Beautiful to look at--less dynamic then the two other films of his that I have seen---very controlled. Many other movies to see today if I wish in the city---would like to see if I can do without one---but with this heat sometimes a movie is simply inevitable.
Last Sunday I visited the Fiction Center in Brooklyn, you know, the one diagonnaly across from the original BAM. I buy a coffee, then go sit in their Reading Room adjacent to the main room. Somehow I feel a kind of magic when I go there. It is all about Reading--Writing---nothing more. Could I spend a whole day simply reading there? Find one book and just move through it? And what about writing...?
Nothing more for now---the sun will be up soon. Can think about coffee...or.....
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