by It’s in the shop getting repaired and I’m on a back-up computer, and nothing works quite right. It’s ridiculous how important the computer is. My world is off kilter and I feel so unsettled. I just want everything to go back to normal.
I’m packing it in and going up to the New York Historical Society, and then the library. I took this because I liked how someone filled all the windows with poinsettias.
