Glücklichkeit.... könnte man die, in Palo Alto, finden?
Finishing the move is like waking up from a nonsense dream. Now I don’t have much work but maybe don’t need much, not yetand when I do have to go to an office, I am very proud of writing my novel on the Caltrain. Through J. I have a Stanford library card again after ten years, already getting more use than ever before. I ride my bike to campus and back, I buy fresh broccolini, the peace doesn’t even seem plausible, I thought this restful no-time was what bookish people got after they died.