4. Goodnight stars, goodnight air, goodnight noises everywhere.

photo by Lisa Clark at pink-world.co.uk

 A friend tagged me to answer a bunch of questions about books on facebook today. It took me much longer than I expected to come up with answers to all the questions, mostly due to my obsession with double checking every reference, and adding links to the more obscure ones, but it ended up being the perfect way to end an otherwise not at all perfect day.

Between the cold rainy weather and the apparently never ending frustration of the data analysis I’ve been attempting to run for an entire year now and the general Mondayness of it all, I was in a gloomy mood all day. But thinking about my favourite books and authors and plays and poems was exactly the antidote I needed. So now instead of being all grumbleblahfeh, I’m tucking myself into bed with thoughts of Psmith and his chrysanthemum boutonniere, and Harriet Vane’s sensible walking togs, and Frederick the mouse and his treasured colours and Billy Collins’ early morning espresso.

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