Privacy

Moved by this post at The Church of Me. He will turn to a private writing now, Marcello writes, or at least one not as public as a weblog. What is the sense of that obscure happiness I feel as I turn over the thought of two decades of a private writing before, and now the decades of a private writing that will begin five years after? A writing for —–. And who were we, who read these five years in the meantime? Who were we, readers of a writing that is now turning away from us to another source of light?