We moved to the second floor. The women attend to all details. I see why they dominate the real estate and interior decorating fields. My office is very cozy. I dispensed with a smallish round table, two large ratty chairs, and a rusty book case. I’m down to a computer table and a desk. I banished my 11-year-old Sheffelara to the hall where it sits atop a file cabinet. I live with essentials now—clean as new whistle, swift as a rushing stream after a spring thaw, true as a short declarative sentence by a young, inspired Hemingway.
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