Imagination and Knowledge

Conference: godawful o'clock carpool in the bitter cold, my panel was fine, expensed takeout for dinner and fell over in a pile.

Got an early lunch at the fancy food court downtown and caught my train, which was full of college students leaving town for spring break, so I am very grateful Amtrak upgraded me to business class.

Dessa was of course marvelous, even though I did not get either of my favorite songs ("Good Grief" and "The Bullpen"). But I got "Annabelle" and "Fire Drills" and "I Already Like You" and "Camelot" and a new-to-me poem, and basically: YAY DESSA. She's so great. What a delight to watch her perform. And I got to take a FERRY to the venue!

I got so much good food, including an absolutely transcendent arroz meloso, and time with a dear friend and two wonderful exhibits at the Morgan and a walk over the Brooklyn Bridge and, yes, rainbow cookies and bagels. New York is just ...it makes my heart sing every time. It is not for everyone but it absolutely is for me.

The train back was also full to the brim, and late, and it is still cold af here, but C. fed me French toast and work fed me tiny desserts when they gave my team an award, and I sent out Seder invitations, so if I can keep staggering onward, Pesach will happen and someday it will be spring.