"I didn’t know I was this geeky until I discovered the online world through my office’s 2400 baud modem back in ’93." Sunday Morning 11 AM
Clammy Sunday morning, my last few hours on the island. Saturday was filled with art (Francis Bacon, captivating) in Hugh Lane, a restless nap in the Garden of Remembrance .
I met a friend in the Stonewall Cafe over eggs benedict and muffins, and I found peace within.
A peace that had me blissed out for the rest of the day – I kind of breezed through drinking in O’Neil’s and food in Sufi’s with Tom and later Mr Mersault and his twin.
