On Friday, I had an unexpected two-hour window in my over-scheduled life. Normally, I would jump into a project from my long to-do list. But there was something about the way the sun was shining on my favorite reading spot that I couldn’t resist. So for the first time since I retired two years ago, I spent a morning stretched out on the sofa, bathed in sunlight, reading for the pleasure of reading.
It helped that I was reading Thirteen Ways of Looking, by Colum McCann, who wrote one of my all-time-favorite books (Let the Great World Spin). Thirteen Ways… is a collection of stories, beginning with a 143-page novella about a retired judge, ravaged by old age and the loss of his wife. It is funny and sad and just plain wonderful.
I had to get to a one o’clock meeting or I would have read all day.