The past two weeks have been a bit busy and chock full of entertainment and encounters, as well as the usual accumulation of things (mostly books and a small pile of comic books when I lost sense and decided to buy a batch of nonsense), so I have not been able to devote much time (or any time, really) to the Proust which I had begun a little while back. It is with pride and also with a competitive sadness that Other Half is already on the second book, while I have been stuck in time in the first, although in the coming days I fully intend to remedy that.
Just a quick post today, really. I was walking around and taking in some of the autumn foliage which had descended onto ground, and thought that what I really needed was a place where silence could reign. Once again, I must give kudos to Other Half for finding a great place in which to read Proust- in the living room, with our brand new Bauhaus inspired reading lamp.
As for me, I've yet to find the best place. Perhaps anywhere I decide to, that's it.
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| Other Half's Spot, with Swann's Way. |
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