| We are moving house. I may have mentioned this before. Each
day is a day of not doing quite enough, of small gains against
the clutter-tide, of holding onto the balance-point on the will-you-or-won’t-you
scale. I listen to music almost constantly now. It holds me together;
it makes me giddy much of the time. Last night I listened to
the new Lawrence CD and I almost went insane. But this afternoon,
having cleaned off the top of the refrigerator, I put Hejira into the boombox. |
