A Diary December 31, 2021

 I thought about T yesterday. It was a moment of her in her little car picking me up at the Long Island train station. It was so nice of her to do that and I loved to see her there and get in the car and kiss her hello.

T is such a fine and sweet woman. I miss seeing her and getting her texts every day.


Yesterday I got an email from the manager of the art school where I work.
They are shutting down for all of January. This time they are not going to pay for all the bookings we have pending. They are going to move to Zoom again which I can do so there will be SOME income. It’s a bit worrisome. I don’t want to sit in this apartment and go though all the money I have saved up. Should I leave the country, like, NOW? It all adds to the stress of the moment, the feeling or endings with only hints of hope of something interesting coming up.
Meanwhile it is January and probably just as well to spend the time indoors dealing with what I need to.
The school gave me four evening Zoom classes for January. So that’s good.

On to another year.

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