Just changed my bedside clock from 11:11 to 12:11.

Fell asleep on the couch last night without realizing I was doing so, woke cold with lots of stuff in my pockets. Divested myself of stuff in pockets, pulled a blanket over myself and went back to sleep. Was woken several times by dogs jockeying for position.

Peretz was unusually desperate to go for a walk this morning, that lost hour messes with his system.

Yesterday, ordered a postapocalyptic novel by Margaret Atwood & the first Katamari sequel, working on reforming my sensibility into one recognizably mine.

Coffee, brunch, work, repeat.