Spent a leisurely hour or so at the Gracie Mews this morning drinking coffee and taking notes. Hit the gym then went for a walk before the rain came. Some reading, some writing, and a half-hearted attempt to clean the kitchen counter. I’m not sure why, but my counter fights order and slips into chaos at every opportunity. Books piled on manuscripts mixed in with junk mail with pens and notepads scattered throughout the strata. If I ever get married I’ll need to clean up my act or have a very understanding wife…