It’s my baby’s birthday today. I sang a fingerpickin’ version of happy birthday this morning. yesterday we took a bike ride down to piraeus. we rode around the harbor, which is wonderfully empty this time of year, made our way to a lighthouse where a fairly grizzled old guy was fishing for octopus. He would grill his catch, he told us, and eat it with some friends over ouzo.
Tomorrow she will go to Cyprus for some performances of the show she currently inhabits, “Plath’s Kitchen”. It will be me and my computer until Friday.