One result of the election last night: I'm back to checking the news. Blogs, reporting, all the chatter I managed to tune out for the last few weeks, is now back in my head, tugging at my attention.
Not a bad thing, per se, but interesting. It's as though those synapses, or patterns of synapses, that neural itch for novelty, was reactivated when I binged on news media last night, searching for updates. It took about two weeks for the craving to pass last time; we'll see if it passes again.
One thing I don't seem to have, though, is any desire to go back to Twitter and Facebook. Didn't check them last night, despite a direct invitation to do so, from a friend. Glad about that.
Off to prep my next-to-last class in Love Poetry, on Nizar Qabbani (or Kabbani, as the book has it). Lots of videos of his poetry on YouTube, but not as many with English subtitles / translations as I'd like, so I'm not going to post one now... Maybe after class.
Wish me luck!