I fell asleep to Ann Patchett talking about writing and woke up with Ann Patchett talking about her dog. I looked at the clock and, seeing
6:45, thought that it was Sunday morning and I had to be at the Y at
7:00, Stern Grove at 8:00! Then I realized I was looking at PM, not AM! Life gets exciting when you're a segmented sleeper and you've had a very intense day--an afternoon at a memorial gathering following a morning of planning just how you'll fly from San Francisco to Zurich to wind up at the right train station when your best German friend arrives and, four days later, departs before you catch the plane from Zurich to New York, where you'll see your wonderful son (the one doing the calculating and online clicking for your planning) and your Best Friend in Fifth Grade.
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