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sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2019-07-30 10:19 am

The way the light falls on the bus on the way home

So I did not sleep at all in the process of making my very early PT appointment for which I had waited two weeks. That was not optimal.

The PT herself listened to me and did some exercises with me and has a plan of treatment and the scheduling for the next month will be a nightmare, but I am actually in less pain than I was when I arrived at her office. That was exactly what I wanted.

Afterward I met [personal profile] a_reasonable_man in Harvard Square and without preamble he handed me, wrapped in brown paper, a secondhand first edition of Ludwig Wittgenstein's Remarks on Frazer's Golden Bough (1979) translated by A.C. Miles and bilingual in English and German. It falls open at the passage obviously most important to its previous owner, since it has been both bracketed and underscored word by word in red ink:

Burning in effigy. Kissing the picture of a loved one. This is obviously not based on a belief that it will have a definite effect on the object which the picture represents. It aims at some satisfaction and it achieves it. Or rather, it does not aim at anything; we act in this way and then feel satisfied.

That was amazing.

And I got home to see that [personal profile] thisbluespirit has made Elemental fan art for Fermium, who rated a brief mention in my Sapphire & Steel fic "Assignment 96" and may be owed a story of his own to [personal profile] asakiyume. He is played by Robin Sachs. That's just great.

I am now desperately going to try to nap so that I can finish a lot of work that I would much rather ignore in favor of writing, but aside from the thing where I had to pay for taxis both ways between my house and Davis ($19, Governor, thank you very much), today so far has exceeded expectations.
choco_frosh: Konstanz, imaginary depiction in a map of the Swabian War, 1500 (Costenitz)

[personal profile] choco_frosh 2019-07-31 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"...it was never published during Wittgenstein's lifetime; it was collected from a set of slips of paper tucked into his copy of The Golden Bough after he died and it holds together as an essay."

the wait the fuck wow
Edited 2019-07-31 17:22 (UTC)