I was not able to appreciate this one. It felt as if DeLillo was struggling between describing a teenager discovering sexuality and a genius kid who does nothing other than wandering the Center. Even though DeLillo was praised for his ability to investigate maths and physics, etc, I wasn't able to make sense of much of what was described.
I really really want to read, either this or something else. I was thinking of starting House of Leaves or translate a text or whatever, but I don't seem able to concentrate enough. My head hurts terribly and my sight is blurry (i need to change my eyeglasses but need to wait till Thursday to go visit my doc). Maybe i'm being warned and need to take a break from translating and reading. I don't want to do something else though.