Of course, then I get back to the book I'm reading (Cormac McCarthy's The Road) and I feel like an asshole. Okay, so I have to jerry-rig my coffeepot. I'm not yet digging dirty seeds out of hay bales to feed my starving child.
Oh yes. The Road absolutely made me feel like a coddled weakling, all soft and privileged and complaining about the most inconsequential of life's trials. I guess that's a good message to hear every once in a while.
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on 2007-08-16 07:45 pm (UTC)Oh yes. The Road absolutely made me feel like a coddled weakling, all soft and privileged and complaining about the most inconsequential of life's trials. I guess that's a good message to hear every once in a while.