Always the first to stay gone.

I have only been to six cities so this may not mean much, but right now my favourite city is Mumbai. One morning i woke up to the smell of it,; it got under my skin and into the crumby, gluey corners of my eyes, and i realised that i wouldn't be able to stay away for very long.

In Mumbai i bought a copy of a book i hadn't been able to find/buy for two or three years, Michael Chabon's 'The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay'. I thought i'd read it slowly and savour it but that is not going to happen. I grip the book a little too hard and have to remember to breathe.

Good news things in the family. I am happy and worried and in an unhurried, indulgent way know how awesome i will be as an aunt, when eventually i become an aunt that is.

Very out of the loop books-&-music-wise. Especially music. Crowded House and Nina Simone, that's about it. And i should start a Shakespeare paper, but i only feel like writing about Middleton. Huh.