Saturday reflections

I don't remember where this was. Manhattan, I assume, but I can't be more specific than that.

In ten days or so when the semester is over, I hope some of my neurons will go back to handling mundane tasks like remembering that I have already bought milk and don't need more and putting water in the kettle before I attempt to boil it. In the meantime, I have three extra quarts of milk in the refrigerator, and making coffee in the morning is sometimes taking twice as long as it should.