pain behind both my eyes, yet I feel pretty alive and on top of things. I think I’m feeling ill from such an intense work load today, I don’t know. but it’s that time of year.
scratching mosquito bites. I want so desperately for some friends to be around, to talk and read with. I’m getting through some Dostoevsky pages, but my head hurts . . . so no more this evening. someone send me an e-mail.