Today, I delved into Elena Ferrante's captivating novel My Brilliant Friend. This acclaimed book hailed as the #1 Book of the 21st Century by the New York Times, weaves a timeless tale of the enduring bond between two women from Naples. With its rich character development and evocative historical setting, it stands alongside other character-driven works of literary fiction.
Stream of Consciousness!
My random thoughts on Jan, love, grief, life, and all things considered.
Small Things Like These
Today, I read "Small Things Like These" by Claire Keegan, one of the New York Times's 100 Best Books of the 21st Century, and the seventeenth book I have read from that list. "Small Things Like These" is award-winning author Claire Keegan's landmark new novel, a tale of one man's courage and a remarkable portrait of love and family.
Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A Novel
I delved into the pages of "Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A Novel" by Gabrielle Zevin. The narrative unfolds the lives of Sam and Sadie, two college friends who evolve into creative partners in video game design. Their journey is a tapestry of fame, joy, tragedy, duplicity, and a form of immortality, all woven into a unique love story that captivated me like no other.
June 2024 Was the Hottest Month Ever!
12th Consecutive Month Above 1.5 Degrees Celsius!
Walking in an outdoor sauna isn’t enjoyable, but I am committed to this daily routine. Today marks the 1,167th day in a row. Despite the weather, it’s an excellent opportunity to chat with neighbors. Today, during a drizzle, I conversed with a neighbor. “It’s so hot,” she said. I mentioned that last month was the hottest in human history, with the 12th consecutive month above 1.5 degrees Celsius. OMG, the glaciers will start melting,” she exclaimed. I responded that they have been melting for decades and should be seen as a message from God to take action. As the rain intensified, we parted ways.
Avoiding the Gaze of the Abyss of Grief!
Learning from Grief, Walking Into the Future!
After my wife Jan passed away, another widow advised me not to rush into donating her clothes, warning that I might regret it. Despite her advice, I decided to proceed with the donations. Jan had an extensive collection of work attire and winter clothing that I knew could benefit other women needing professional or warm clothing. Rather than dwelling in the bottomless chasm of my loss, I believed that taking action was more critical. I understood that dwelling on Jan’s absence would not help me move forward. It reminded me of the words of Friedrich Nietzsche in “Beyond Good and Evil” — to avoid staring into the abyss. “And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”
The Present is the Only Time I Am Alive!
Living on the Churning Surface of the Infinite Ocean!
Time, a peculiar paradox, often leaves us in a struggle. There are days when we have abundant free time, yet we find it challenging to fill it with meaningful activities. Conversely, some days slip through our fingers too quickly, leaving us with an ever-growing list of unattended tasks. This struggle with time is something many of us can relate to, a shared experience that binds us in our human journey. I often wonder if my experience of time was similar to my younger working years or if hindsight has cast a more favorable glow upon those memories. After becoming a widow, I spent significant time trying to understand the human construct called time. I have learned that the only time that truly exists is the present.