Omega

Another week off for the Bard, as the company opens Pinnochio this week, and we wait ten days or so for the triumphant mounting of the Shrew. In the park, on such nights as this one, it shall no doubt prove wondrous.

Instead, a word from our man Sam Johnson, who at some point between 1709 and 1784 had the following words attributed to his good name - "No mind is much employed upon the present: recollection and anticipation fill up almost all our moments." And also - "Such is the state of life, that none are happy but by the anticipation of change: the change itself is nothing; when we have made it, the next wish is to change again. The world is not yet exhausted; let me see something tomorrow which I never saw before."

Hard not to agree, flipping so often between past and prologue as I do. Wondering whence again another TFI with seemingly infinite and strange potential may lead. I am bringing Don Julio home and will begin the night with him. And see what surprises this young evening may yet have in store...