8:37 am. Avoided socializing with the other parents when I dropped Scarlett off at school, and retreated to checking emails. But I felt bad about it afterwards. Not a good precedent. Am I snob? A little bit. But also shy and uncomfortable in social settings.
1:49 pm. Two of my appointments were cancelled at the last minute, which gave me two extra hours to enjoy the day. Read some Brecht and Handke on the fire escape. About as good as life gets. Ordered a book of Handke’s essays that I wasn’t aware existed. Will never have time to read it of course. Doesn’t seem like I will ever have time to do anything again.