I've been flitting about, half-engaged by events and distractions. Not quite committed to anything useful, but not fully present while being entertained.
Then last night I picked up a book.
It was like turning the lens on a Mag lite so all the diffused glow becomes a single, concentrated beam.
If you need something, I'll be reading this novel. Actually, both of these. The internet can go to hell.
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