So, I’ve been trying to start school off on the right foot by doing
all most as much of the assigned readings as I possibly can. Today, I probably spent a solid six hours of reading and outlining. As I was reading, I felt I was struggling making the connection between what we were discussing in class and what I was reading. I finally finished and something told me to look at the syllabus. I was sold the wrong book. I had been reading out of the wrong book for two weeks now.
Which brings me to my picture. No more reading tonight. London, wine, and scratch-offs.
Richmond, Virginia. 31 August 2014.