Last night I finished the book I was reading. I really could have read the whole thing in one fell swoop, had not the build-up been a little slow perhaps. Once it got started, I loved it. I don’t cry easily … hardly ever, but yesterday my eyes were brimming over with tears. I didn’t see it coming. In case you’re planning to either read it, or watch the movie, I won’t say what «it» was.
I think this is a book that both men and women could enjoy, and the walk was certainly one to remember.
Yesterday morning I was up at 6 o’clock. That was too early — only got some five hours sleep and that’s not enough — so I felt tired most of the day. Was meaning to write something then when I got up, but started changing something about the layout. Got so caught up in that so before I knew it, it was time to eat breakfast.
Today, I’m feeling fine. Going down to the library to turn the books back in, and get a hold of some new ones. Maybe I’ll take a walk in the uptown area, if it’s not too cold … perhaps shoot some pictures. In some writings about our city, the uptown area was referred to as «the bustling uptown area»! I don’t know when it’s bustling … if you drive through town on a Saturday around noon, you might see two, three people on King Street! They’re all out in the mall.
This post is beginning to feel a little uninspired. I read so many blogs last night … other bloggers taking part in this project … so eloquently written. I must watch myself so I don’t start feeling inadequate and crawl back underneath a rock or something. I know myself well enough to recognize the little signs, and I really want to keep this light, sort of ‘small-talk-style’.
The other night, I dreamt about an online buddy … a woman whom I’ve never met in real life! It has happened once before, but long time ago. In my dream, she looked exactly as in the photos I’ve seen of her, but had shorter hair. She was up on a podium, receiving some sort of award … for what, I don’t know … but as she was entering the pulpit to make some speech, she started giggling hysterically … you know, the type of nervous laugh when you cannot stop. This was so NOT the way I know her online –from what I understand, she’d have been more likely to cry. It’s funny though, that we can dream of people we only know ‘virtually’, so to speak. We’ve been in contact for several years and when she reads this — which I know she will — she’ll probably know that it’s she I’m talking about 🙂 Maybe it was a blogging award she was receiving LOL. She’s one of the more consistent bloggers of the people I know online.