But that night, dead friends visited me in dreams
A genuine social interaction!
choco_frosh and P. came by for about an hour, having tested safely after holidays and travel; I am drop-dead tired and coming off an intense couple of days with my niece, but it was lovely to see them. Schreiber' had brought me a packet of cheddar and chive crisps from England and a Bulletin of the German Historical Institute containing an article on golems. I was able to give P. his Christmas present of Lloyd Alexander's The Beggar Queen (1984), which had been mysteriously harder to find than the previous two-thirds of its trilogy. It was agreed that our new apartment is better laid out than our old one and that the absence of a door from the three-season porch doesn't bewilder just me. I am beginning to think the construction on our front porch and the upstairs apartment is finally finished, which means any second now we can look forward to the noise of neighbors moving in. I feel strongly it is not supposed to be raining for New Year's Eve.
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