Revised syllabus

The Unbearable Lightness of Being

Italian Folktales

Numbers in the Dark (Finish)

Seymour

That's as ambitious as I'm willing the get for the rest of the summer. Lots of Calvino, which I want to read before going to Italy and some Salinger for good measure. We'll see how it pans out.

I was running along Hines yesterday, looked down over the rail at a small stream and a doe was standing there, just staring back at me. I stood there for a few moments and neither of us moved, neither of us broke the gaze. It was really wonderful, I don't want to be cliche but I felt moved by its presence. I walked away and it did not immediately bolt off as I expected it too, instead it watched me walk away.

I like moments like those, that take you totally off balance, catch you by suprise. I need more of those.