Vapors Note:
Unaccountable
1 August 2018

¶ Katleen left at the crack of dawn (so to speak) for a day trip to Washington. Hours later, I awoke from a not-unpleasant dream — but in a state of unaccountable anxiety.

In the afternoon, plowing through Tailspin, I was reminded by Steven Brill that the ancient Hudson River tunnel through which all trains heading in both directions must pass, and which was set to be supplemented by a new, second tunnel until a certain governor of New Jersey had an attack of provincialism, might collapse any day now. Any day now being a day on which Kathleen will be returning from Washington on the train. The ensuing anxiety attack may have been unreasonable, but it was not unaccountable. 

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