a sum of these parts - 4 = 1
Shark attack
Borges
Alice
For Sale

disconnected/fragmented

today I have felt a bit of everything and a bit like everyone

I should be studying, but I have with the help of Mr FTBM, remembered that I once used to read books.

So, tonight I shall action this memory and begin to read again the book that normally inhabits the above gap. Sometimes, I hold my breath and wonder why I hold onto my books. Alongside the ones that I currently have in this flat, I have boxes and boxes that are in storage waiting on our bigger home and more shelves. Perhaps, if this is a fetishization, it is justified: one day Alice and Rudy may explore these shelves and find as much joy as I have. In the meantime, I am going to take a leaf out of my late grandfather's book (excuse the awful pun) and start reading these books for the second and third times.

Shite. I got carried away. One night off = an evening of short stories and then back to the study stuff for the foreseeable future, as much as I would like to think, long evenings of re-reading are not quite on the cards. Yet.