Last night, we saw a disturbing play, Antigone. It was intriguing, moving, irritating, thought-provoking. Tonight, a house concert -- friends performing in front of 50 people at the house of other friends.
Tomorrow, a memorial service in the morning toward the western part of the state, followed by two contra dances way east. And Sunday, a 19-year reunion of the book club I ran here for five years.
I'm tired thinking about it. Family upheaval earlier this week (not bad, not good, just disturbing), long hours at work, and a weekend full of life and living, of connections and letting go. I hope to have more to say soon.
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