Sunday
Dave called. Everyone else out skiing but he has a cold and earlier in the week was diagnosed as having an inguinal hernia. Docs said to take it easy, has surgery scheduled for Jan 7. Looking and feeling pretty punk. Disappointed to see the new tree and how short it is, even up on its pedestal table. Pleaded with a pitiful emoji gif of a baby-eyed chipmunk.
Rachel going to stop Tuesday morning. Have to remember when to shop, Weds is Christmas eve.
Handke's Afternoon of a Writer now. "As a rule, these blackouts were put on." 27
"this circuit of classifications and judgments . . . " 33 warring cliques
"he would be carried away by his words, and later, if the result was published, he would be seized with terror or shame--he would even feel guilty, as if he had broken a taboo." 39
He doesn't say so but search discovers that he is wandering around Salzburg, Austria, where he lived for about eleven years. 1979-1988
O holy intuitions, stay with me." 50
It was only when nameless and alone with things that he really started functioning. 52
Slowness is the only illumination that I have ever had. 53
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