arrive home from long exhausting day at work. sign on to facebook. first story on newsfeed is a picture of my dog taken some time in april, held by a friend, posted by a stranger, and validated with 30 likes.
it is nice to come home to a facebook that puts a smile on my face. a true rarity.
“Run away with me,” said Roseman when the coffee came.
“Where?” she asked. That shut him up.
(The Crying of Lot 49, Thomas Pynchon)
i’ve never liked anyone and i’m afraid of people.
“Researchers have found that when you lose yourself in a work of fiction, your behavior and thoughts can metamorphose to match those of your favorite character, according to the study published early online in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology.The researchers believe that fictional characters can change us for the good.”
a. i would never refer to maria wyeth as a “favorite” character, but,
b. i’m certain i’d be an entirely different person had i read the book said character is featured in even one or two years later than i did, and,
c. i know that difference has something to do with optimism, pessimism, when both appeared, disappeared, decided to co-exist, and then concluded they weren’t opposites in the first place.
mr. duffy lived a short distance from his body.
