"Knowing that everything comes to an end is a gift of experience, a consolation gift for knowing that we ourselves are coming to an end"--This Boy's Life
Dreamed of carrying a large foldout knife and trying to throw it so that the blade would pierce the ground; feeling anger about Julian Barnes' deferential 1994 profile of Tony Blair in his "Letters From London" series in The New Yorker (where he concluded "You'd have to be right-wing not to wish him well").
At the campaign office I went through the list of polling stations to find any mistakes, then printed out some Google maps showing each of them.
Finished This Boy's Life in four days!
Dinner was roast chicken.
Went to a Games Meetup at Sara's apartment. I played Thurn und Taxis for the first time: it's pretty fun, something like Ticket to Ride. Afterward we went out to Charlotte's Cheesecake Cafe in Yorkville, where I had a berry cake.
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