I’m hurtling forward in space and time, alone, and things are out of my control and cold and gray. And my eyes are bulging out of my head, and I’m wearing a bolo tie. And there’s a weird conductor guy interrupting my reverie. And the babysitter is telling me my daughter’s PJ’s are dirty. And someone at work is calling to excoriate me about not being “truly collaborative.”  And a bottle of breastmilk spilled on the floor. And my coffee spilled on the computer. And hyperinflation looms.

Tomorrow surely will be an improvement. Nina is turning nine months. Happy Birthday! She said her first word over the weekend in Washington DC, and it is CAT. And attended her first Georgetown basketball game.

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