When I have to get things done, it is always very late in the day that they are done. Sunset and lassitude. I finished my class, insanely, with a long list of things to do differently next time, and now it is like a railroad car rounding a bend and disclosing a whole new world of tasks, a delightful gemütlich little Swiss village of tasks to last a year, wafting smoke from their chimneys in answer to the train’s errant whistle.... I earned the wine tonight and I brook no reproach.
