Started the week in the NC mountains, finishing on the Miles River watching the ospreys.
Just the sun setting on the Blue Ridge mountains.
Three years of this lady's craziness is not nearly enough. Good thing that I get 60+ more years of it. Happy anniversary, JS.
This book is 900 pages of characters searching for meaning, fulfillment, and legacy in a world that instead hands them bleak indifference or indifferent violence. Ultimately, Bolano plays with how desires, even healthy ones, can fuel violence and oppression when pushed by poverty, hunger, lust, war, sadness, or privilege.
It's not a happy #book, but I found a lot of timely truth in this one.
Back to Destin, please.
Selfies for life.
Happy birthday, Jocelyn Sacks.
This is Mr. Grease. We failed to get my car started today.