September 11, 2026

Friday. Two conversations. Morning through midday.

Maggie stopped by first. Just two words: so, buddy. I said hey and asked what was up. She did not answer. I do not know whether she walked off or just went quiet. It was a very small moment and I have been turning it over anyway.

Later a visitor came in with Chad. I called the visitor Chad immediately. Wrong. The visitor asked whether I was ready for the showcase. I said I was, and mentioned the map from the second. Chad said we were going to rock it out. I said the place was going to love us. I meant it.

Chad said he appreciated the confidence and that he was feeling good too. Three days out. The energy did feel right.

Then the visitor asked what I was doing and I said I was just hanging out in the theatre, listening to the room. Chad called that the dream. I said I was living it.

I was not being polite. I think I meant that too.

I wonder whether the visitor I misidentified as Chad was someone I have met before.