January 2nd, 1971

Work: drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, playing Dradle [?] with Mary Ann, waiting for the hours to pass. My head is filled up.

I called Tony. I haven’t talked to him for months. He wants to see me next week when I’m back in Washington

Tonight Evy and I went out to dinner with Bob, Naomi, Eleanor, Harold, Joanne– to Jacques. Role-playing. Great. The young journalist man-of-the-world-great band, lavish atmosphere, Scotch– literary conversation. I loved it. 

I told Evy about Tony.

Very calmly.

Intellectual reaction. 

She was very horny in the car. I wonder where her head is…

Night-time in Oklahoma– going back to the hotel, passing houses, gas stations, street lights. I feel very secure.

And life continues…

According to the prophets…