tis been a rough ride

and looks like it might just get worse. have been working several weekends straight. late nights, early mornings, unfinished work on my plate.


am only half looking forward to the holiday next week, and i shudder at the work that will come before and after.


anyway.

i re-read the unbearable lightness of being recently. i remember once telling someone i didn't like the book. i remember someone asking me "do you identify with the heaviness, or the lightness.." and i didn't quite know how to answer.

i still don't have an answer, but it's no longer because i didn't quite understand/remember what the book was about...

it's a good book - a thought-provoking one.


as an aside: i guess i would like to think my life still means something, even if i can only live it once.