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That's very good of you to say, thank you! That kind of praise really does mean a lot, even if I'm often unsure what to do with it.
For your second point, there's certainly something to that. There's a great David Foster Wallace quote that has stuck with me:
How can I have all this inside me and to you it's just words?
But even then, that kind of mutual understanding (or at least our attempts at it) is all we have.
Oh my gosh, I was so gloriously lost in "Infinite Jest" back in the day. But then I got busy, and completely forgot about David Foster Wallace until the devastating "I read the news today, oh fuck" seeming eons later.
The last several months - after an ambulance ride in October due to what was eventually diagnosed as "parasomnia" - have paraded similarly themed collections of words past this seeming instance of private awareness suggesting all we are (that last word in contrast to the 'have' of an individuality context) is obscured by the layer of conceptuality non-different from words, i.e. mentation. Pondering that once inspired the phrase "all mental is illness" in this here phantom in the plane of life is but a dream.
But, well, verbal convolution seems so danged fun - at least from the safe distance afforded by so-called "non-attachment".
Anyway, hope your visit evolves unto regularity, then onto tenure, and eventually unto a bunch of us celebrating decade-bounded anniversaries on the theme of "Remember with zampano finally returned to The Pub for good?" :-)
(Unrelated: some "random" blog finder link brought me to a "Justin Hall" installment... and I swear I was reading that guy... decades ago? Wow....)
<later>
(Related: Today's drives to accomplish this and/or that had me passing a front yard political support sign for one "Bukowski", another past, mild writer obsession somewhere along the line....)