Really? Really.

“A wolverine is a strict loner, but a man needs people.”
-James Campbell, Braving it

Note: Books I’m reading;
Ripples in Spacetime by Govert Schilling
The Metaphysical Club by Louis Menand
Braving It by James Campbell
Flirting With French by William Alexander
Entering the Silence by Thomas Merton
Living the Kabbalah by Simcha H. Benyosef
Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
East of Eden by John Steinbeck (for my book club in September)

A lot but it makes the reading interesting. Mixture of ideas. Some of the books are at my bedside, others are on the sofa downstairs.

Mrs. Abstract shakes her head. She reads one book at a time.


Can you see a man? Can you start a story?

A man alone on the beach,

looking beyond the waters,

a letter inside his pocket.


Sleep doesn’t listen to my imperial voice
My room is heavy with darkness like a gorilla
The roads are quiet, the trucks are still asleep
Making me the only one awake in the world.

Words exist in the mind, fear exists in the mind
It disturbs, rankles, cries, implies uncomfortable positions
Hinders all my relaxation techniques
Hours pass slowly as if dawn will never come.

But when I fall asleep all the barriers disappear
Succession of events are so precise
Like a diabetic starts with a drop of blood then insulin
Continuous, seamless, soft gaze of a mist.