For a lack of original English titles of entries, I must inject some German. Last night, I finished John Steinbeck's book The Winter of Our Discontent. 'Twas a great book, but the state of mind that it put me in compounded with some of the recent events in my life left me feeling quite lethargic in spirit.
The main character exploited his reputation and stretched his own belief in honesty for his own personal gain after everyone else's blatant disregard for honesty left them without a foundation to stand on. Still contemplating on how I wish to interpret the ending.
Last week, I had my first cup of coffee, and I dare say that now I am hooked. Went to flomarkts galore and spent some marvelous time with friends. This weekend has also shown me that H&M in Europe far outweighs the options given in the H&Ms in the USA.
This was supposed to be a profound post on feelings being finished and the cyclical nature of what being 'finished' with a concept or value means, but that will have to wait.
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