While the overall situation of my life remains intensely stressful, this evening I visited Porter Square Books to pick up my months-awaited copy of M. John Harrison's The Sunken Land Begins to Rise Again (2020) and there met
spatch who, finding himself in a bookstore for the first time in more than two years, first collected Susan Fleming Marx's Speaking of Harpo (2022) and then presented me with Alan Cumming's Baggage: Tales from a Fully Packed Life (2019) and a small molded rubber leucistic axolotl. Also I got soft-serve ice cream earlier in the afternoon and ordered a small, but received a sort of medium large, which became lunch.
selkie is shipping me a book. I miss my library more than I miss my furniture, but these things are not terrible.
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