I would be reading it now, but unfortunately my options are 1) stay in my room with my delicious bottle of wine and watch tv over the shriek of my surprise roommate's laughs and "ya know what I mean"s or 2) leave my wine to find a place where I can actually hear my own thoughts well enough to process a text as complex as Mrs. Dalloway. Frankly, wine is winning.
My only thoughts from today's reading (forty pages) are as follows: the moment. More to follow.
Also: She is on the phone. In my room. At 1:30 in the morning. That is all.
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