February 9. Five years ago I gave away all the books. Yes, I never missed them. Not the books, but their content. The content of the books that were never digitized, and since in Germany the rule is: the more sophisticated, the more paper, and I read sophisticated books, that’s all gone. My reading past is gone, and as far as the future is concerned, I’m equally cut off. Cut off from all the small, fabulous publishers where I used to find marvels. They all do little to nothing digitally. It’s malnutrition, it’s sad. But alright. I’ll just have to find my reading material elsewhere in the world. It’s one of the reasons why I’m increasingly moving away from Germany.