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Today was an odd one. Not just because I overslept and pretty much did nothing productive but because I j couldn't track time. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't keep track, I'd forget the time when checking the clock or I simply wouldn't understand it. I'm not sure why does this happen but it's becoming an occasional thing lately. Should I be worried?
I guess the logical solution would be that if I am not doing anything productive then I've got no reason to keep track of time. This is actually the first day since the start of this year that I'm wasting away. I've been trying very hard to keep myself busy all the time. Less time to think of stupid things.
Maybe I'm trying too hard.
I started reading books again. I had a break(due to excrutiating pain and twitching of the right eye) from reading any books but now I'm back on track. I've finally managed to gather up enough patience to read through a collection of Eliot's poetry. It's a pretty tough read because I'm not a big fan of poetry.
Today I finished A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki, an absolutely captivating novel. It's really been some time since I've had a good novel in my hands. I started it only three days ago and, given the fact that I had a break and had a hard time getting back into reading, I think I finished it fairly quickly. It was just too good to put down.

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