Sounds Like a Plan to Me

We are smack in the middle of a windstorm. As I live on the fourth floor, the gusts are overbearing. I doubt there will be much social life in Dubrovnik these days as the winter usually brings living room mode for most people ever since VHS even when it's mild. But it's good to know the delivery services still work - have just received a book by a professor of mine, entitled "Naples and Other Imaginary Places".
As the blurb has it, the book is full of "simply freightening knowledge". It is a combination of small pieces on walking the dog, an overview of reading in form of essays and critique of the current university reform. The flap glorifies the socialist system that gave time to think, "not because the system was smart but because it was sloppy". The claim is the US-like system nowadays just does not produce individuals who can think - or have the time to read Montaigne.
And if you look through the history of letters you will find innumerable tributes to leisure. My favourite is a little text called "The Superannuated Man", a tale by a recently retired man who finally found freedom.
My calendar is bare until the start of next month. There's not much I can do, but nothing I must.