No work (surprise!).
So I slept in.
I got up, I relaxed.
I went to top pot. I had a donut and a double shot in the dark.
I spent two hours reading Benjamin's essay 'The Work Of Art In The Age Of Its Technological Reproducibility'. A goooooood close reading.
I came home and I wrote two pages on it in the AZI project.
I've written more of the AZI project.
Right now I'm drinking a coke, which I rarely do.
I'm still writing AZI.
But I don't have the attention for super sustained writing right now. I'm not sure why.
Sometimes I write better in the dark. I write better at night.
There is nothing else to do so I can just settle down and sink into my thought. Settle into a groove. Write write write.
I'm about to break 300 pages. Hooray.
Here I go.