Monday, 21 May 2007, 8:46 am, North Truro, MA
A leisurely day in which I made my way through deliberations that arose more prominently during the trip to Ottawa; and so during the day I restructured my life, now that I can afford to have one. The day was cool and rainy, but we nonetheless spent the afternoon wandering along Provincetown’s Commercial Street, finding a gallery that housed exceptional ceramics, glasswork, and drawings, a South African café that served boerwors and sweet potato fries, and a superb bookstore where I purchased books by Adorno and Magee on Wagner, and Retznikoff’s Holocaust. Walking amongst the creative gatherings that characterize Provincetown I found myself at the point of complete intellectual disconnection from St. Stephen, and readying myself for the return to the stimulations of urban civilization. It was exhilarating.
Returned to the cottage, I made the final move to a return to writing and business development. We had a fine bottle of chianti ruffino with small pork chops for dinner, Schubert’s string quartets and Beethoven’s romances for violin sounding the silence near the sea. And then I read the first half of Adorno’s, which is a rant of preposterous proportions.