I just got that awesome semi-rush feeling of when you stay up waaaay too late reading to the end of a good book. Suddenly feels and smells like a summer night!

Only, I have to get up for work in a few hours. : /

And, I need to think of another book to bring on the bus tomorrow... that won't continue to keep me away from Brothers K for too much longer.



PS, I was considering going to an Irish pub to listen to live music. I was a tad embarrassed when a friend texted me at 10:30pm and asked how it was. Um.... I stayed home to finish my book. ? Perhaps next week I will be "cool and young" - perhaps, next week.