A Birthday: Keats at Dawn, Sushi and Lear

This was my birthday weekend. And it was certainly a catalog of extremes (which seems fit, given my life these days).

1. Friday at dawn. I couldn't sleep so I came downstairs and read Keat's letters (for the first time). Had many revelations about my dissertation topic, none of which have solidified.

2. Friday night. WENT OUT. with new and old dear friends. Ate emense amounst of sushi (see before and after photo below).

BEFORE:

AFTER:

3. Sunday. Went to the Folger Shakespeare Library and saw King Lear. Lear roared on the stage. Almost naked. His hair seemingly aflame with insanity. Had more revelations about my dissertation topic.


4. Sunday night. Jackson gave me a birthday card where he actually wrote his and Max's name in legibile letters. Amazing.

Needless to say, it was an incredible weekend!