Thursday, October 11, 2007


"This epistle is a diamond, and I can't match it", my friend wrote. And today, 85 days later, I want to put together a book of such letters (actually emails, because, let's face it: keyboards and computer screens are the pen and parchment of our day). Perhaps with the subtitle The Epistles of an Intellectual Vagrant.

A sample:
At long last, I emerge from the shadows. I cannot tell you how many times I have looked at your email, waiting with eternal patience for me (it is the chief elder of my inbox), and I cannot apologize profusely enough for my unreasonable delay. It must suffice to say I do miss our discourse terribly, and I hope a new spark awaits us, perhaps (dare I hope?) the result of these words to come.

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