Eating chocolate at night, half past three

having put the books aside. Brönte (I

remember watching a bit of a movie version of this one),

Handke (curious nostalgia for the early 80s

and the shadow of war, the bridge

in Mostar, the caravan serai somewhere in

southern Bosnia) and Ian Watson

(the mix of what has come true

and what had become quickly strange

after 1977; unmanned drones in aerial combat,

but one side being 'Vietkhmer' and

the other U S of A). I

intended that chocolate to last for days;

but the Mesoamerican treat

lasted half a day; oh well,

the books will last much longer. The

books will last a life time

on the edge of adult-type diabetes.

09.02.2018