I read on the plane yesterday as long as I could keep my eyes open. This was quite an effort since I was out rather late the previous night:
a) singing karaoke
b) dancing in the street
c) grabbing one last star gaze
d) all of the above
Tonight's goal is to get to a more regular circadian rhythm via the aid of one long run up a really big hill and a glass of reading water. I'll also try to sneak in a few more chapters of The Book Thief as I think I'm the only one in the GBC that hasn't read it. The writing style threw me just a bit at the beginning (which might have been a direct result of the list above) but I'll settled into the routine oscillating between bold and standard.
It's got me thinking about the color of the skies.
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