Dear Friends,
Today was about money and music. Music first and best. I’ve been missing the Wednesday concerts at the church on 13th Street because of the drawing class. But now that’s over, and I’m back. I gave Zing one of his anti-anxiety pills and walked on down to hear a pianist named Allegra. She played Frescobaldi, Scarlatti, Bartók and Chopin. See how I am tossing around the names of composers? As if I know them? Without knowing them, I love them. They made me relax and exhale deeply. (Exhales slow me down. Of course, inhales are crucial too….)
As for finances — I still have not mastered the simple numbers of my life, so today I started reading every page of every business file that Clark left. I wrote all the pertinent stuff down with colored markers on big newsprint sheets. That is how I took notes in graduate school. It worked today too, but it also found me sobbing — reading Clark’s joyful numbers in his shaky, confident script.
Love,
k
This trio sat in front of me at the concert:
Straight hair, curly hair, ponytail
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