I am now sitting with a mug and a laptop, making an attempt to study. My focus, though, is not on academia at the moment. (Instead, I am thinking back over my happy day.) I am at the bookstore [*sigh*] and my determination to stay seated and remain far from the stacks is waning. I confess: I am a bibliophile. I love the feel of books, the smell of books, the sight of them on my shelves... Most of all, I love the words. Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. ~William Wordsworth With that, I must go for now. A book (or two or three) is calling my name. The polite response, as always, is to answer.
I perused a few books but refrained from making a purchase. Self control is not my forte but this afternoon I managed to conjure a wee bit. Later, I enjoyed some Chinese food with my daughter. My fortune cookie summarized my life story: "Be prepared to modify the plan." The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails. ~William Arthur Ward
A storm is brewing and I'm off to relax with Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and listen to the rain. I'm also going to make plans for this:
October. Nice. ~S.