At the same time, there's something sad about it. Oedipa, as she recognizes, sees the men she's come to depend on slipping away, one by one. Plus, all these people that she sees as connected to Tristero start to die. OK, so I just stated the obvious.
I think that I need to read things that are more life-affirming. And I'll do that once I'm back to teaching next week. Maybe I need to read things that are uplifting, rather than stuff that gets me mired down in post-modern uncertainty and feelings of helplessness. Maybe I need to spend more time on the couch with my dogs watching BBC murder mysteries. So much to do, and I have the time, but never know where to start.
To Carina, Andrew, JoybugsDoug, and all the rest, I love you!

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