flat tire

coming out of the dump road about two hours ago, heard and felt a pop, right rear tire flattened.   Drove to Methodist Church parking lot, few feet away.  Kirk's came and Loop5 came.  Home now.  Ordered pizza from tenney mtn pizza 

sent this to doug last night, read it over this morning  John Wilson, FirstThings.com October 18, 2019 Why you should read Peter Handke  Excellent piece.  

Found books by O.V. De L. Milosz to give to Darlene.  Should I read the love story novel first, sacred and profane love.  

how slow can you be.  By page 174 when Valter and Alexia are traipsing the countryside and he bites into an apple she has given him on the route to the  Chars mills on a channel of the Viosne, with fresh bread from a bakery nearby.  Adam and Eve, of course, she the original fruit thief.  I had mistakenly said he had left his seminary years way behind.  Hidden them of course, or slowly released them into undercover tales.

Out in front of the Methodist church with our stopped car, the man who lived across the street came over to offer his help and a glass of water.  I thanked him and said no, I'd just have to pee and he said yes I know l what you mean.  Rich with his huge flatbed truck and his son Alden? glasses, pudgy fourteen year old, not quick but polite.  Felix Garcia in his Loop van, red, bit beaten up with lots of use.  Airport shuttle and area transport.  Who knew?  Kids going to the camps in summer, skiing in winter. Born in Dominican Republic, been in this area some twenty-something years.  Strong enough to lift Bela up into and down out of the van front seat.  Older and pretty high step. She has been sleeping for hours after we ate greek pizza delivered from tenney mtn pizza.  Driver said he had just delivered one to Brint across the street.  I rented a car for Monday morning.  Two appointments on Tuesday, doubt that we will get the car back by then.  

In Chars Handke has found himself another perfect no-man's land.  No town center, no hint of village, "just a slight breeze on this warm, silent summer afternoon, an air of abandonment and exclusion."  175  That phrase fits our afternoon here.  Without a car you are nothing.  After we got back I tried to make a list of who I know I might have phoned for a pickup ride back into town.  

Bela sleeping for four hours or so now.  3-7 pm.  Will she be able to sleep tonight?  Took two small shots of Zyrtec last night, 3 am? Zyrtec always knocks her out even though she says it doesn't.  Will I sleep tonight?  Me and my ceremonial, mushroom laced cacao and ashwahganda gummies.  

It is a beautiful evening.  The sweet air and late sunlight.  Summer will seem longer now that we came back a month earlier than last year.