Driving down Route 93 into Somerville to do my first death pronouncement on a patient who was mine and who I was fond of, and fond of the family, and personally sad about, but glad for their release from sickness and decline...
...early in the day, and the commuter traffic heavy, so I put in a CD a friend had burned for me and that I had not yet taken the time to listen to...
...music in my car always helps.
(This is, of course, the first song, called "Sleeping Lessons", on that CD my friend burned, The Shins album Wincing the Night Away. A little bit of a crazy synchronicity, that...)
This isn't me. It's Night Windows by Edward Hopper.
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