This made an interesting point. I'm all for driving through the world at my own pace, stopping to admire the flowers en route. Are you?
Currently curled up on my bed (accompanied by a cat, naturally) while I plow through Ian McEwan's 'Saturday' for my Literature module this coming term. I don't know whether it's my over-spilling hatred for his book 'Atonement' or my apathy towards the central character, but I find myself rather bored. I don't know why. I'm aware of what I like in a novel, and McEwan is actually ticking most of the boxes... tempted to wrap the book cover in paper so I can ignore who it's written by and actually appreciate it.
Heading back to Nottingham on Wednesday! YAAAY! My room is like a bomb-site at the moment, and I don't imagine it will get any better when I'm in packing mode. Oh dear. xo.
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