He kept laughing the entire time.
Partly I am seeking a defense for my fractured sonnets— partly seeking a strain of inspiration— every time I read these pages something new is highlighted or underlined. Some of my past marks are illegible, aligned with uncertain notations in the margins. And I am getting lost in all of his ideas. Trying to match up his notations with my notions. (As a confirmation.)
Perhaps it would be best to just write out a major chunk of my information first, and then go back, seeking a few defensible texts later.