If I am to blog without telling some of the reasons I hate January, it will be exceedingly difficult to write today. The day grows longer and my foot grows better. The rest of me is becoming entirely too self-absorbed.
Self-absorption, I am finding, is not cured by listening to music very loud. It is marginally cured by reading The Brothers Karamazov for long spells of time. It can be cured by reading blogs, but it depends on the blog. I only read the good ones, of course!
This must be the perfect time for Torah study. Many times are, it would seem, short of trying to read while driving in the fast lane of I-75.
To the books…
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