May 24
Handy methods of avoidance.
Home life has been quite-a-bit-less-than-perfect lately, so I’ve been striving to be places that are “not home” as much as possible since this past weekend. Working late, spending time with friends, driving around semi-aimlessly… you get the drift.
Thus, I haven’t been too much in the writing way. I’ve been reading and lusting after more books, which I’m being good about and not buying since I have PLENTY I can read right here. Well, re-read in any case - but I don’t have a clear recollection of things that I read 10 years ago, so it’s a good time to re-read those books.
And some of the classics that I’ve read once to have them under my belt (the Western canon and all that) need to be re-read so I can appreciate them now as BOOKS, not as Bastions of Cultural Literacy or Intelligentsia Bragging Fodder.
Yeeah.
My feet hurt from walking around Manhattan this morning in shoes that are best worn with socks when the weather reaches 80-something degrees. Alas, I did not wear socks, so there is tenderness.
Golly Moses, but central air is a wonderful thing.
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