Mere Survival

Hurried and early anxious intelligence too dedicated to mere survival, this morning, Tuesday, I wake an hour early, 4:30 AM, worrying about a meeting on Thursday with someone whom I missed on Monday, thinking what I should say thinking how I should dress, rush to the bus, thinking I’m late, the first to arrive. I got a note at 2:53— How about 2:30?

21 January 1987