Another one from downtown, early September. The corner of 3rd and D streets. There’s a new Mexican restaurant called Maya’s that opened on the corner, I’ve not eaten there yet but will try it. The downtown post office is just beyond. September is already ploughing towards October. As I write, I am up late on the night before the academic year begins, and Davis will be a lot busier from now on, not a bad thing at all, though I like the quieter summer. I did go to bed early, but I could not fall asleep and was listening to an audiobook (“Good Pop Bad Pop” by Jarvis Cocker; last Monday I went to see Pulp play live in San Francisco, a thirty-year-long dream, and have been reliving all my old Pulp love since. I will write a bit more about that, as well as my thirty-year love of Oasis, now that they too are reuniting, though I won’t be going to see them). I woke up very early this morning to watch the Formula 1, the Singapore Grand Prix, and then I went on a long run of 4.5 miles, my furthest distance yet. I felt exhausted the rest of the day, but that might be the effects of getting both my Covid and Flu shots yesterday, one in each arm. I was pretty tired yesterday evening too; I went to the Pence Gallery for the annual Art Auction (one of my two pieces sold, the drawing of Denmark Street) and but I came home early, too tired to stay out. Today I ended up sleeping most of the day, anything I tried to do, whether it was drawing or writing or organizing my clothes, just knackered me out, so I slept on the couch, only waking up to put on that movie The Dark Knight, which is a good film but really is about half an hour too long. Well I’m up now, with the urge to write, but now I’m at it I can’t quite explore any thoughts. I used to keep a diary and be good about that, and it was a good place to explore ideas, but I haven’t for several years now, probably because I write really small and my eyesight’s getting worse. Anyway, here’s a sketch of 3rd and D. Maybe I should draw this scene in 3D some day.