Ever get that feeling that you're actually an insignificant little fly trapped in a big ol' web? Welcome to my day. I'm sure I'm fulfilling a greater purpose, it's just not clear to me right now. Sigh.Road-work does boost reading time, however (when not trapped in meetings). I'm tearing through The March, much as dear Mr. Sherman did 140 years ago. It only took me a couple of days to segue from Robert Graves to E.L. Doctorow. I'm feeling all warm and toasty with the Civil War already (though the amputated limbs are piling up).
Gotta climb back into the web (and not the fun kind). Mo' later.
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