Half A Day

Twelve hours after I woke up today, I find myself having had a leisurely NYC-style breakfast (a nice bagel with cream cheese and black coffee), a good round of wandering around on foot and by train, and a good massage by a hefty masseur with no idea about what pain is. Then I walked home and had a good hot shower and a couple of games of chess.

I did some reading, some assiduous note-taking, and wrote out a list of people I have to see some time in the next few days. I am on a roll. I feel very good.