August 20, 2009

Ancient music on the CD. Outside, rain alternates with the music of crickets and night insects. Even at this late date, I have to break myself of ever new, ever emerging bad-- or at least distracting-- habits, in order to get down to work. You can spend all night watching videos, reading ever-diminishing-in-significance bits of news on the Internet. Everything conspires to trap one in distraction. I do not think it is accidental. I do not know whom to blame.