Thirty years ago today
On Wednesday I was pissed off at Nancy because she didn’t make contact with me until late afternoon. She brought my daughter to Warden Station, and I met them there. Nancy came to my place, but I didn’t speak to her until later. I played with my daughter, but I got angry when Nancy played with her too because I felt like she was hogging my time. When the baby went to sleep, I worked on my income tax while Nancy read one of my Gurdjieff books.
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