Well, things are finally settling down for me now that I'm back from vacation. After I ran out of books to read I fired up my iBooks where I keep a collection of classics to read, so I ended up reading Dante's INFERNO. I think it's safe to say I've never been one for much poetry. Verse doesn't usually do it for me, though there are a few exceptions. I do fairly well with Tennyson. Make of that what you will.
Once I got home I started in on ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE which is already breathtakingly beautiful.
Also, I don't remember ever having so much trouble moving east two time zones as I did this trip. It took me three days to get back to normal. Usually I'm fine the next day. I guess I'm getting old or something.