Monday Blues

I woke up this morning to the sound of obnoxious honking. The audacity of these trucks, disrupting my slumber blatantly. As if there was nothing more dire than to unload produce at 5 in the morning. 

Oh, the banality of living by (several) supermarkets. 

I started #16 during lunch time, and I was already on 4% when I finished my last morsel. Here's hoping to hit 25% by the end of today (I do, after all, have a life). 

- To be continued. 

Comfort Zone

 New York Times, with its encyclopedic knowledge, had been a source of delight (or dismay) for as long as I can remember. A couple of months ago, I came across a blurb in the Books section that highlighted a novel by Martha Grimes. Having never heard of the author prior to this, the short paragraph peaked my interest, and I kept an eye out for its release. Little did I know there were 23 books preceding the latest Richard Jury adventure. I was going through a rough patch at the time, and drowning myself in quirky detective novels, rather than facing my problem seemed to be a viable solution. The more stress I was under, the quicker I went through the books. There were times when I went through a book in a day. Not because the books were amazing, or educational; but because it stopped me from overthinking. After my 8^th book, I was released from my impending stress, and I let go of my maniac reading.

Two weeks ago, I picked it up again, and I am now 75% into my 15^th. The characters became part of my every day life, if only because I spent more time with them, than with anyone else. Finishing the series became a symbol of finishing in life, as I was never great at seeing things through. I would start them off brilliantly, boasting would be accomplishments. Lists were created, and there were many. Yet as soon as a rough patch occurred, it was hasta la vista, mi amigo. Hence my renewed rigor to finish the series. If I can finish all 23 books, surely I can, oh, I don’t know, exercise, sleep at a reasonable time, excel at work, and more importantly, write every day?

Ah, the possibilities. 

Only 8 more to go.