The piano movers will be here any minute now. Waiting to see what it will sound like in the new house. There is a theory upright pianos sound best a foot or more from the wall. I had always wanted a small grand but I guess it’s yet another luxury I can’t afford.
Wearing my Orient Tristar on black faux lizard. A humble design virtually unchanged for half a century. Will take it to psych clinic later. Thinking I may do some writing while I’m there. Just jotting notes with pen and paper. More later…
The weather is very oppressively hot and muggy. It’s possible to sweat a bucket right now. Our Petrof upright piano is in place just outside my room, by the air well. Sounds resonant and clear in its new home. The 3 movers were very punctual and expertly. Mom left her phone at home, forgetful in her old age. I think she’s listening to something inwardly, like Prof. Calculus did in Tintin. Less than an hour before we push off for my Arip jab.
Another morning dawns. Still alive and mostly well. Today, fresh funds come in, $100. Will put some into my debit account. I will have ~450RM in my wallet, 50 in my Touch n’ Go, roughly 1k in my drawer. Not sure how much currently in my bank account, maybe 100RM.
So far nobody has bought my eBook. Maybe I really won’t make much money before the Rapture.
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