at home
May 2014
To try to be ready for high places, which terrify me, I clean the windows on the third floor of my house, leaning out one sash window to get to the adjacent one.
I’m not sure I’m getting the hang of it, this going up high stuff. I have to ask my neighbor Steve to climb up the ladder to replace my back porch light bulb. I sometimes lie under the table when getting a massage. My students want to put me on a pedestal but… well.. you know.
