We enjoyed a lovely dinner. I love walking to and from dinner and seeing all the people and activity. Wow!! It is energizing so now I am wide awake, even though I have had little sleep.
I finished Per Pettersons's book, Out Stealing Horses, and love these lines. He is talking about doing the work his house needs by himself, with his own hands.
"I try to do most of the work myself, even though I could have paid a carpenter, I am far from skint, but then it would have gone too fast. I want to use the time it takes. Time is important to me now, I tell myself. (The man speaking is 67) Not that it should pass quickly or slowly, but be only time, be something I live inside and fill with physical things and activities that I can divide it up by, so that it grows distinct to me and does not vanish when I am not looking."
I continue to hear sirens. I wonder if living in NYC is like living near a cemetery. One is aware of change.