Dreams of a Recluse
I don't know whether to find this amusing or pathetic, but last night I dreamed that I was at a garage sale and found a miraculously cheap hardcover English translation of Wittgenstein's Last Writings. After I bought the book and looked at it more closely, I realised it was actually a translation of Spengler's Decline of the West. After this initial dissappointment, I realised that this was a find in itself, and decided to begin reading it. That decision marked the end of the dream. I suppose if I was more superstitious, I would proceed to track down a copy of the Spengler and have it change my life in some dramatic way. As it is, I'll just shift it higher up the list.