Philly Lists
Early call from Whit, then the mad scramble to ready the house, print the entry form, and deliver the mead to NCDA near the Capital before RDU. RDU to PHL. PHL to downtown. An apartment that, when inside, turns one inward. Outside, I'm a field. Inside, I'm a point. A walk out near Rittenhouse Square, just getting my feet wet, just getting my sea legs back. A dollar for a paper and a tip about a drug store. Found my old street (Sansom), the donuts, the medicine, the monk, the beer, the donuts (again), and the apartment. There's truth in the universe - not in some macro, overarching sense, though it is certainly there, too. I mean there is truth in all the micro, discrete events. There is truth in the universe. Sometime, I believe it is all truth. Take out dinner and a couple books. Whiskey and earplugs and eye shades before sleep.