dead ends.
Things can turn from good to bad in a blink. And when the animal instinct takes over, it clouds all logical, thoughtful consideration necessary for good judgement.
This is the scary moment. When we feel that regardless of how much willpower or drive or control we have, we sometimes don't. Nor can't.
Better to recover faster by affording it the time it takes. Sometimes fighting the feelings prolong the suffering.
dead ends. from that one Burbank Nights series.
The Book Queue as a Metaphor for Whatevers?
Sitting in front of me on a small coffee table lays Murakami's THE ELEPHANT VANISHES. It's been sitting in front of my eyes for about 3 months.
But, on that same coffee table lay several (12 in all) other books besides Murakami's. They range the gamut from bestsellers to obscure works. Most are NON fiction. (something that I've only recently gotten deeply into)
Sometimes, a strange habit overtakes my rational mind. It goes something like this.
a) Buy a book to read.
b) Find other books to read by serendipitous occurrences.
A photo of books in a non-compliant aspect ratio.