March 1. A snowy, cold day in Boston. I would love to sit in bed and work on Dos Passos’s U.S.A. Trilogy.
But that is not to be. I’ll be schlepping to an 8:30 tai chi class. I don’t know anything about tai chi. I wonder if I will like it.
Tai chi is #15 on the birthday list. So I now have three months to accomplish 22 things.
Can I do it? Hell yeah! What’s the emoticon for “fake, questioning smile and raised eyebrows”…