Sitting here, reading, the music became a white noise, unintelligable from anything else going on. The beats enveloped me as I left this world and fell into the book.
I read last night, that’s it just read. Actually I frantically searched for a hat and gloves, but after that and some food, I read. I’m reading Life of Pi by Yann Martel, so far so good. I put the TV on one of those music channels, Soft Classical actually, and tuned into my book. I finally got tired and went to sleep. It was honestly the best night I’ve had in a week or so.