… who’s one of my favourite authors (as in, I wish I wrote what he wrote):
It’s not lost on me that I’m so busy recording life, I don’t have time to really live it. I’ve become like one of those people I hate, the sort who go to the museum and, instead of looking at the magnificent Brueghal, take a picture of it, reducing it from art to proof. It’s not “Look what Brueghal did, painted this masterpiece” but ” Look what I did, went to Rotterdam and stood in front of a Brueghal painting!
Sometimes I feel like blogging and writing is like that. You’re so busy being an observer you lose sight of actually being part of the event.
Social media’s a bit like Sedaris’ anecdote too. Here’s my selfie by the ocean. I won’t go in it, but here’s proof I was there.
I hope Sedaris’ peeps don’t get the shits with me for quoting him above. I love his work, OK? I love it. FYI I’m currently reading his book Let’s Explore Diabetes with Owls which you can buy from all good bookstores. Hope that covers my ass.
I’m gonna be really sad when this book ends coz then I have to get into a new book. I have The Reader waiting for me, and The Fault in Our Stars. I don’t know which one to read first. The one that will make me cry, or the one that will me cry and ponder humanity’s ways.