Wednesday, July 6, 2011

The last piece of eggplant, dinner with DeGroot.

Woke up before dawn this morning. Feels like something is up.
Squirrel in tree last night said hi but seemed preoccupied, maybe worried.
Send my book to my siblings a couple of days ago. When you're talking memoir, that's scary.
Watched The Last Wave last night. It's a fave, but still the story track eludes me.