hesitant raze in the time i spent tonight trying and failing to settle on what book i wanted to read next, i probably could have put a decent dent in "infinite_jest" or some other big fat wrist-wrecker. i don't know why i fall into these finite funks that find me paralyzed by possibility when what i should do is close my eyes, throw a dart at the map, and swim to whatever island the tip of that small spear touches first. 240627 what's it to you? who go blather from