A weekend to not entirely forget. Got half an hour to install some plumbing on the Saturday, then Sunday spent 3 hours the local library, studying behaviorism and its variants. Those were golden; will do it next Sunday, too. The smell of a public library, any public library, is magnificient in how it takes me back to my youth, and beyond that to a place of inner reflection and focus. I trust I’ll always find time to go to them, whereever they may be found.