In nice and early at the 'other' school, where I feel really accepted now. All is fine there.
The heat is dragging me down. Was up writing till late last night, a show that isn't even going to Edinburgh this year, but a show I'm enjoying writing. Nearly as much as I'm enjoying this maple whiskey. What a treat!
Three private lessons (first one: amazing, second one: fine, third one: amazing) and then back to writing again. So many ideas, not enough time. The usual.
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