What a year! Took up a challenge and here I am, at the end of its first year. Another lesson to be taken, that things often seem intimidating but you'll never know your capacity for endurance and overcoming if you don't disregard the overwhelming and just decide to do.
Also, it's not December 31 so I've little reason for being overly sentimental about the year that has passed. I have yet to celebrate (which is not actually synonymous for partying in my case) my birthday for the year 2012. That will happen soon though, as soon as November third.
Yesterday I borrowed a bunch of sombre books from the library. I've never read Wuthering Heights, so that'll be crossed off of my to-read list. I also took out biographies on Sylvia Plath and The Bell Jar written by Plath herself. Spent a great deal over the weekend dissecting the literature of Toni Morrison and Shakespeare - literature has so much depth, I wish more people would take the time to engage with it at a level deeper than mere surface reading. I specifically looked at issues of gender and black identity. Fun. I'll blog more extensively upon these in the very near-near future.
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