What I want

Another day to work on what I want. A dreamless sleep, for the first time in days, and woke feeling refreshed. Worked on poems, and Beth and I spent some time working on the first section of the play where she has to be the most beautiful woman in the world. Made a few cuts and rearrangements to the opening monologue and it a definite improvement.

I also went to the gym, and read more of a book about suppressed anger, which is interesting, my inner ears pricking up when it mentioned the rages of the religious. Those people whose God is like a big brother in the playground ready to fight people on your behalf.

Otherwise a quiet night in, cooking for Lorraine when she got home from work late and frazzled and needing to be tended carefully.

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