I have many things to blog about - none of them important or possibly even interesting - but no time. To add to my lack of time - and my sense of futility; why bother when so many people have written so many far better things about almost everything already - I have discovered a site where, if you have a spare 145 hours and 18 minutes, you can hear Marcel Proust's great work read beautifully in French. It is wonderful, and it can be found here.
And really, why write anything, post-Proust?
(Yes, the answer is, of course, because it is a way of working out what you think - and it's fun. All the same, it does require time.)
In Praise of Boredom - Claire Messud in *Harper's:* I want my children to embrace doing nothing, to embrace the slowing of an afternoon to a near standstill, when all you can hea...
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