Did not go

Did not go to the Tuesday class. First one I have missed since February. No reason. I drove there, parked outside, sat in the car for ten minutes, and then drove home. Arlene will not say anything about it next week, which is one of the better things about her. What I keep turning over is the parking. I went all the way there. I was eleven minutes early, which is what I always am. And then I sat in a parked car outside a building I like, doing nothing, for the length of a class I would have enjoyed, and then drove home and told Danny the class was cancelled. Which is the second lie I have logged in this journal in a month, and the first one was also to him, and also about nothing.