Alright, you bounced Finny out of that tree. Or you didn't. There are a thousand truths of any moment. You just pick the one that lets you get out of bed the next day (unless it's Sunday) and eat your breakfast and go to work and come home and watch your favorite sitcom. Maybe pour some bourbon so picking your truth isn't so arduous and you can get back in bed at a reasonable hour. Anyway, don't beat yourself up about it too much.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
John Knowles | A Separate Peace | 1959