She was several steps before me and went to the recycle bins first. When she turned back to the big dumpster, we met face to face. I was carrying six bags of garbage—all plastic bags which have been a source of my guilt for quite a while as somebody deserving a scolding by an environmentalist. … Continue reading At the Dumpster
Lights dim, voices simmering,shadows of people standing up or sitting down.Somebody was staring at methrough blurred space.For real or just imagination?Does it matter?It must be you.Even if it’s not you, I would think it’s you.My heart thinks soand won’t allow otherwise.
I accidently saw a Fran Lebowitz video on youtube, in which she talked about her sloth like habit and her indolence. I feel like sloth too, for example, today. Other than reading books, I am motivated to do nothing at all. There are quite a lot of things to do—laundry, checkbook balancing, vacuuming, shopping for … Continue reading The Sloth Girl
The book ruined my weekend. I couldn’t put it down before finishing it and ended up spending Saturday and a large portion of Sunday reading through it.I don't know how many times I've read this book, but reading it again enables me to find something new. The narratives are accurate, persuasive, eloquent, and witty. The … Continue reading Reread “Persuasion”