books

How do you cope with misfortune, people?

I haven’t got so many anxious thoughts in my mind at this point, but they kick up a terrible fuss, making it difficult to find inspiration for writing new post, worthy to spend time on it.. both mine and of those who glance here…

It is a difficult time, some not very pleasant changes are happening at my work and my mother is beginning a serious struggle with a severe disease.

How do you cope with misfortune, people?!

For example, when I suffer from a stress (small or great, it doesn’t matter) I simply need to visit a book market. Honestly, I don’t have enough time to read all purchased books, because each book needs the right time and right mood…

This blog is not one of those where you can find advice or get positive emotions, now I’m inclined to identify it as an opportunity to “cry on somebody’s shoulder” without having to strain friends with my problems…

I just need somewhere to let my concerns…

P.S. my new conclusions:  We live in the time when kindness done by a stranger has a greater surprise then someone’s sudden trip…

worthy..

I think I bought this book in 2002. I’m not sure, maybe earlier or maybe later.. but I’m glad that I found it after a long search. It was the first purchase I made on my own earnings and the first book in my own library. I’m glad that I read it before the huge boom when the shelves in bookstores were filled with a variety of editions of this exciting production. These thoughts allow me to be proud of my taste.

This work of literature tells us how a man with a huge “I” inside, egoist and company keeper, is trying to resist unpleasant principles, showing оn his way more care and more attention to misplaced people than those who were called to help them.

I admit that it’s not the best production in the world and probably not the best one in my collection, but this work by Ken Kesey is the first one, which explains that an ordinary man can be worthy of love and respect.

books..

I read. Obsession with reading books came back to me, but this time it is pointed at short stories of fantastic, detective contents and not only. Agatha Christie. Robert Sheckley. Mark Twain. Alberto Moravia. These writers with a capital letter, who were with me last warm month. In the first place I would like to mention «Letter from the recording angel» by Mark Twain – because I love sarcasm! Agatha Christie – is the best workout for my mind. «A Thief in Time» by Robert Sheckley – tries to convince that the impossible can be possible. «A girl from Ciociaria» by Alberto Moravia – recounts of quite different people and the benefit of literacy!

P.S. and at the same time a list of drawbacks I want to get rid of isn’t growing down.