Today I was unable to think of anything to write about, though I sat in front of my laptop for several hours, and did not get up except to wander over to the windows and look down at the streets and at a train going by now and then on the elevated tracks in the distance. Once I turned on the TV to see if anything worth watching was airing, but then I got distracted by a science fiction paperback that I’d left, the night before, on the coffee table in front of the couch, and that I picked up and read a little of when I saw it.