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December 20, 2001
A rush of a day - trains off in the morning schedule, lightning bolt trip at lunch to the upper west side to stock up on coffee for the holiday season, finishing documents and details at work, then shopping for the party. There is no end in sight of things to do for the Winter Celebration Brunch on Saturday, yet the days after that see far away and rather empty by comparison. I make lists, double check them and like Wright's Mile High Skyscraper, on paper it all seems possible. All the while "Deception of the Thrush" lurks in my head.