it is always a great day when i get to teach classrooms full of high schoolers that william wordsworth was born in the city cockermouth.

i think my big spring break trip to california will turn from being a beachy, LA luxury-filled vacation to a cross-country sojourn to help take care of tripp. it’s actually really good timing and assists me in not feeling absolutely helpless. the latest seems to be that this weekend will be the telling factor in surgery, and if it is going to happen, it will be monday.

i have seven days left of self-imposed sobriety. i’m pleased to have come this far, but i am more pleased to get away from pill-popping as a means of cutting loose. the lorazepam i munched last weekend didn’t seem to be doing much at the time, but i am now realizing caused some odds bouts of amnesia. it’s very queer to me to have memory failure not related to drinking.

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