May 30, 2019
Realizing I can't remember when I last spent an evening in bed reading . . . worries me. I'm so tired I don't remember what I read the night before, which distinctly lessens the pleasure of reading my preferred type of fiction. I have two books on my bedside table that have been there for a year now, and Iím midway through a series of complex convoluted science fiction history future history of earth, but canít read if don't remember important plot lines from one day to the next. Disposable fiction seems to be the most I can handle right now.