I am thinking of you every day, Matt. If I was home in Seattle your roughest hours would be very reasonable in my time zone and I’d be up in your grill to listen and process with you. Instead I’m in England 5 hours ahead for another few weeks.

Last night and this morning a song setting by Ned Rorem of the Auden poem that I’ve known for a long time was going through my head constantly and I was thinking of sending it to you, got as far as looking it up before I had to get up and out.