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This past month, since I got an office job, since autumn shifted to winter, since with more of a purpose I've been flowing thru Berlin, I've reread Kafka. At the age of 20 to 25 I read most of his work. I was impressed by the Diaries and flash fictions. Lately, with a fresh eye for prose, even though I read in translation, I've looked how his sentences are constructed. I'm also fascinated by his vast influence, how he showed the way for Garcia Marquez, for Bernhard, for Sebald, for Walter Benjamin, for Krasnahorkai, for Coetzee and Bolano, Roth, Borges, DFW, Zadie Smith, Kundera. Maybe 1 day I'll read him in German. A Salman Rushdie comment grabbed me. He said of the 3 giants of modernism, Kafka/Proust/Joyce, it's Kafka's world where in the 21st Century we live.