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Book Corner 2025.43
by C. G. L. Du Cann
I forget why I even had this in my Kindle. But it was a quick read. Run-of-the-mill self-help exhortations from the 1950s.
Yarnagain
Yes, the same yarn again, it’s what I got.
Resting
It’s done. I actually kind of like it.
Something Else
Back to doing haphazard schizoid yarn.
Book Corner 2025.42
The Music Chose You
“You like to think you chose the right music when the truth is that the music chose you.”
This thought has seized me. My first Dylan albums took such a convoluted path (through someone’s trash) to reach me. Then they sat ignored in the corner of my room for four years. Apparently, all that time, they were whispering, “play me… play me…”
Yarn
Does Anyone Know Where the Love of God Goes
The gales of November have not come early; it’s a beautiful, sunny day. But the melancholia has come down on me nevertheless. It’s cold and the world has walls around it again.
Spinning
Tytania 