I have a five-step plan for beating the blues out of this drab Monday that is stretched out before me like an old, dusty, stinky, worn-out carpet. Step 1. Coffee Step 2. Writing. Step 3. Hot shower. Step 4. Get the errands out of the way. (Sigh. I hate this part, but I must.) Step 5. Go and be alone with a book somewhere I won't have to talk to anybody. Today's pick is Nomad's Hotel by Cees Nooteboom, who writes: "A way is away." Indeed. Now I shall get on with Step 3 and warily watch life get in the way of my plans.
(notes from the voices in my head)