Cadenza

From coffee at a small, rickety square table in Rome to the occasional Edith Wharton reference, I guess I was an easy victim for the charms of Find me. I still have a few pages left but the book already reminded me of many long-lost thoughts, including those by Jean-Paul Sartre on possessive love.

With the Advent star back in the window, it is definitely once again paella session here on Rawls & Me. For once, I am taking a rest day from the running so after dinner I plan to stretch out on the sofa with the latest issue of the Monocle Winter Weekly. Its list of literary releases already prompted me to buy a copy of Ben Lerner’s The Topeka School about the class of 1997.