If the other day was characterized by circles, I think today will be long dashes, lines and slash marks. I’m up to Boston, back to Providence, over to Storrs by the end of the day and then back to Providence to sleep. A few long phone calls and several short staccato ones to accomplish while on the road, punctuated by non-business hellos when I need a break. The clock is driving the day, along with traffic conditions, but at least at the end of it all I can sink back into the concert hall chair and listen to heavenly music as my son performs on stage.