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Friday August 26th 2011, 11:18 pm
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I think I’d like to turn the Internet off. I was better without it, when filling the dark afternoons, darker evenings, and black nights was a challenge, a discipline, a calling, an art, rather than an accident. An old book, re-read, Nooteboom’s rituals, followed by a new book, a riff on Shakespeare and Possession and Roth, if my instincts a few pages in are any good. I was better with less to fall back on, as I had to shape the self that fell back. I’ve gotten soft, lazy, drunk. C’est la guerre.