Insomnia
I have no earthly reason, once again, to be up this late. Here I am munching on chips and coleslaw, wondering if I’m awake to keep watch on a world I have no control over. I mean, I certainly don’t want to wake up to see that America’s president has started World War III. (Consequently, I am very, very angry.)
On the reading front, have told a friend that I’m taking FRENCH EXIT slow, bec I feel myself slightly veering towards treating my reading as a sport. So am course correcting.
But honestly, too, while I acknowledge that the book and the characters are entertaining, I just can’t right now with a woman who literally throws away money as I suppose she feels like she has nothing more to lose.
YOU LOSE THE MONEY, WOMAN!
I grant that I may not be reading this book at the best time, what with the fuel crisis and all. She makes me a bit angry, too. But only the kind that you reserve for fictional characters, meaning it really has no material impact in your life.
Anyway, I am having my 3AM glass of milk, and hopefully after this, I decide that I do need some rest. And ideally wake up to a world where sanity still prevails.