first saturday

This is my first entry from Zola's cafe on Main St in Whitehorse. We've completed four days of the workshop I'm here to teach. Though in my mind I was creating a show, that may not be exactly what's going on.

In my time here I've definitely experienced some email withdrawal. I feel compelled to check, but have no means of doing so. Even my attempts at buying some time are frustrated by the crappy telus website that won't let me access for longer than a couple minutes. What the heck is going on?

I feel myself slowly unwinding. Slowly, which is good. Like a diver surfacing in stages to avoid the bends, my workload is steadily decreasing -- less alarming than a sudden drop-off.

Tonight I'm going to a potluck dinner with Yemele, Chris' wife. I'm making some chili and garlic eggplant. So off to the store for me!

I miss my bed.