I bought books that I am curious to read. I think it would be strange to try and read Heidegger in English but maybe it is the best according to my situation: always in between the languages. I originally bought it for him, as an introduction into German thought, but maybe I'll deal with it too. New York is pretty dizzy today (this project is turning into a daily weather report,) steam is wandering west. Looks pretty sad out there and the streets are reflecting whatever grayness is above them. Colorful umbrellas are moving above the ground and from time to time you hear a fog horn from far in the harbor...this weather makes me desire to be somewhere just somewhere far. In German we call it Fernweh...remote pain?