suspense

I'm at Yorckschlößchen. I check e-mails. My personalised podcast from Tyler Cowen has come!

I can't listen to the pp at Yn. I'm agog.

Actually I'm not sure I can bring myself to listen to it.

As long as I don't listen to it I can go on thinking there's a solution. A realio-trulio economist can find a solution where I keep walking into walls.