March 16th, 2014

We Await

(no subject)

Something is happening to me. I think I may have passed from the aesthetic to the ethical stage of life. How old were you when this happened? At the same time, I'm feeling sad-- these tiny knives-under-the-rib of nostalgia for places and what I thought were permanent situations I knew as a child. Getting old. Reading Beloved again and also loving The Grapes of Wrath. Something happened.