My Baudelaire Summer

I begin the week with the bright intention not to be devoured by the administrative deluge which defines business in the modern age. I sip my coffee and pretend that I am waiting for Sartre or Camus to join me at the Café de Flor. I resist the temptation to turn on my computer so I can keep the grim spectacle at bay for at least another twenty minu... See more

"Time is short, my strength is limited, the office is a horror, the apartment is noisy, and if a pleasant, straightforward life is not possible then one must try to wriggle thr