Time whizzes by and I, I write of glimpses I steal

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Professions of infinite love

Now that I have consummated my relationship with Infinite Jest, and what a rollercoaster it has been, I figured I could return to my single-dom, bookwise. Little did I realise that there was no going back. There is no life without it. IJ will be mine forever. The last month, you drove me mad, madder than I usually am, but you took me to heights of pleasure that I never thought possible from prose. I say this with no shame: I love you Infinite Jest. And will always.

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