Rabbit, rabbit! My inaugural day of March has been characterized by doctor's appointments, which is why I came home in the evening and pitched right over onto the couch for a triple catnap with ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch and Autolycus, who kneaded the small of my back and then curled up to sleep on it. rushthatspeaks accompanied me to the appointment in the afternoon. In between I walked serendipitously past a library sale, which netted me old paperbacks of Kendal Burt and James Leasor's The One That Got Away (1956) and James Baldwin and Margaret Mead's A Rap on Race (1971), plus a rather nice hardcover of The Movies That Changed My Life (1991) edited by David Rosenberg. I read some of all of them at different points in public and thought about something moon_custafer had said earlier today, about being misunderstood rather than understood through reading material, but nobody gave me any grief. I had my traditional post-MGH bagel and hot cider. I forgot my hat and gloves, but it was still worth it to walk around the wharves with shadowy lavender and hard white streetlight shifting on the darkened water. Rob tells me we are expecting record high tides with the storm tonight.
spatch and Autolycus, who kneaded the small of my back and then curled up to sleep on it. rushthatspeaks accompanied me to the appointment in the afternoon. In between I walked serendipitously past a library sale, which netted me old paperbacks of Kendal Burt and James Leasor's The One That Got Away (1956) and James Baldwin and Margaret Mead's A Rap on Race (1971), plus a rather nice hardcover of The Movies That Changed My Life (1991) edited by David Rosenberg. I read some of all of them at different points in public and thought about something moon_custafer had said earlier today, about being misunderstood rather than understood through reading material, but nobody gave me any grief. I had my traditional post-MGH bagel and hot cider. I forgot my hat and gloves, but it was still worth it to walk around the wharves with shadowy lavender and hard white streetlight shifting on the darkened water. Rob tells me we are expecting record high tides with the storm tonight.
