I heard a song from the speaker of a passing car
I had a really nice birthday. Day at the MFA with Degas' nudes, dinner with my family at Bergamot. The week since has been mixed, but I read Sean O'Brien's The Drowned Book (2007) and Irmgard Keun's The Artificial Silk Girl (Die kunstseidene Mädchen, 1932) and I've got three-quarters of Edward Petherbridge's Slim Chances and Unscheduled Appearances (2011) to go; I am not without really well-written diversions.

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I hope the better things and qualities have been turned up high in the mixing of your week.
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It was honestly a pretty terrible week, ditto most of the weekend. But I'm hoping for the future.