I finally got to my doctor's appointment and am properly medicated. My horoscope told me this week I will explore the sumptuous middle of life, and gosh, am I looking forward to that!
I went karaoke-ing last night, and it was really good. The selection was great, the bar passed out Sargetto's party mix, everyone really brought it in their performances. I sang "Strong Enough" by Cher and "Bizarre Love Triangle" by New Order. If you sing a song people want to dance too, they really don't care whether you are singing it well. Not that I wasn't singing beautifully, like a delicate little sparrow. A drunken little sparrow.
I wasn't very drunk.
I'm going to read all the great literature this summer, all of it, every single poem, essay, and book, and if anyone has a "great book" they thought was particularly readable and moving, please suggest it. I don't want to tackle something that no one is brave enough to say is actually crappy, and then get disheartened and give up.
I read "Beloved" this week and now I'm reading "Kafka on the Shore." I think it would also help if the books you suggested were about women. Right now I'm more into those. It wasn't always that way and it won't always be that way- for instance, I loved "I Married a Communist." Just if I'm gonna read about an existential crisis, I want it to be a person who has to deal with similar stuff to me. Lone rogue men, roaming the countryside, sleeping with ladies and then getting out of there in the morning because they know they can't be tied down what with this existential crisis on their hands is not very moving to me right now. I could read something about soldiers though. That could be good.