busy days, not always spent on writing

Busy days. Yesterday at the library, felt like an office day, after the fifth phonecall. Luckily I had a separate room there. Semi-legal, it seems, but no one asks me to leave.. Will not take long though, since more and more things are being regulated in the new library. Shame, the atmosphere of 'just feel free to sit everywhere and use everything' is fading. Tried to finish the first chapter with all new knowledge I got from the book by James Kennedy. Mailed him on Sunday, and to my surprise he already answered yesterday. He's very busy right now, but he is willing to meet me in a few weeks. Sounds good to me. Hope I can ask some questions to sharpen the Tom Kniesmeijer-theory on life..

Today was spent in a hospital, driving a friend who needed surgery. Even after she was totally drugged to sleep, and operated, she could leave the hospital after waking up, not even four hours later. That's the realism of the modern health system.