Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Tired

"In my strange past," writes Borges in his "Utopia of a Tired Man", "the superstition prevailed that every day, between evening and morning, certain acts occur which it is a shame to be ignorant of."

All day I've been puzzled by my reaction to the news. I don't care. I really don't care at all. I would feel no shame to be ignorant of any of these acts.

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