October 11, 2003

Leisure Day.

A day such as today offers the rare treat of hours on end with which to read. I’m approaching the halfway point of Quicksilver, which remains captivating. Lest my historical sense of the period be forever ruined, I will have to read through metaweb and separate the oft-intertwined fiction and non-fiction.

Spending literary time in the Baroque is filling my ear with various gavottes, airs, and allemandes. If this keeps up I’ll be writing counterpoint.

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