We would have gone home a week or two, were it not for the dental emergency and my having started with a dentist here. At this point, if we go back I'd either have to find a new dentist to finish the work, or we'd have to come back here twice. It's all a bit of a mess.
It will be so strange to go back to the constant noise of the city.
And all those people.
Whom I never see.
Currently, it's 67˚F in Birmingham, and the high there toady will be 73˚F. Last year, the temperature in Providence didn't break 70˚F until early May.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,270 words, letters P, R, and Q for "The Aubergine Alphabet."
There are days, like today, I really don't like seeing my mind described as "dark and twisted."