Dreamed of visiting a library run by a fringe Asian religious gorup; finding some comic strip reprints published by Gimmick Press; staying near a minor airport in rural Nova Scotia.
Went shopping.
Opening night for The Marriage of Figaro. My socks have a mind of their own, and won't stay up in the back. When a stage assistant pointed this out to me (I'd tried to fix them before, but evidently failed) I ended up in a bad mood for the rest of the evening.
Lay awake past 03:00.
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