I’m afraid actuality interfered quite harshly with my world of reading and writing and then reading some more these past couple of days – I just moved into my new dorm room, and spent the whole day unpacking boxes and cleaning the floor and other such equally banal tasks. The good news: my roomate is an English major, as are the girls across the hall, so I should finally have some company in that way. The bad news: I unpacked all of my books and realized what an embarrasment of riches I have in that area. The books, which I hadn’t had all in one place for quite some time, completely fill my six foot tall bookshelf plus piles of books on top, more stacks on my dresser, and more on my desk. I might have to cull a few in the upcoming weeks.
Of course, in the way that I can’t when I move, I’ve been unable to sleep, so I thought I’d do this instead, and read some of Possession by A.S. Byatt, which is turning out to be quite good, but I figured it was time for a break since I just hit a fifty page block of letters between two of the characters. That book, along with the strange newness of my environment and the freezing fog that’s spread over the entire state has made me feel a little bit like I’m in England right now, which is kind of cool and kind of weird.
I have an internship starting on Tuesday, but I don’t know what I’ll do till then – read, I guess.
It’s great to hear that you’ve got like minded ppl where you stay