02 October 2010

Aside in the form of an introduction to nothing in particular

The trip out to Rochester was an idyllic interval; the week surrounding the interval was . . . demanding. Not impossible, and this sort of week does simply happen from time to time.

Mentally, today I should have liked to spend composing. Practically — well, I just slept for ten hours, and it may be that I do not push myself to be productive today, which will probably leave me in better condition to get creative work done around the week to come.

[ I’m not really crazy about practicality and my mindsight being at seeming odds; but one must be aware. It's no good complaining that an oak isn’t a cherry. ]

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