Sunday, June 28, 2026

     I remember 20 years ago standing at a train station in Long Island, New York, looking at a complicated map to determine the right train to take to the airport. My suitcase next to me. A middle aged man asks which train goes to the airport. I point to the train nearby. We both walk to the train and he gets on.  I hesitate and realize it is the wrong train. This happens too fast and I am unable to find the guy to correct the information, He thought I knew the way and I didn’t.

     My older sister says, she keeps asking people for directions or recommendations, until she finds two people who agreed. So easy to receive the wrong information.  

     I finish reading Solvej Balle’s novel ON THE CALCULATION OF VOLUME. Such a strange puzzling book and I love it.

     In the evening, we watch SUGAR, a strange detective story on Apple TV. I spend the day doing minor chores and napping. My roommate is out involved in the community. If I had the energy I too would be out and about. sigh. So much of my life is memories now.