
ONE NIGHT IN BOUKOS is really good, but I‘m limping through it at a glacial pace because I can‘t seem to sit down and actually READ it. Blah. I‘m definitely enjoying it less than I should be. Reading slowly is the worst.
Today I figured I‘d give a big chunk of my afternoon to it, but I‘m dealing with one of those energy-sucking hell colds. I had to NAP. Napping is the other worst. Now I‘m gonna make another push, wrapped in tweed for warmth.