Unless the sun is out, it's not much of a day for me, and this isn't much of a morning, grey and cool, but then I realise that we're into daylight saving and it's really only six instead of seven as the clock on the mantelpiece shows.
Better to occupy myself for the next hour with something that reflects my mood, and so I grab Sinclair Lewis's "Babbitt" which I discovered recently by way of reading Joseph Campbell. I don't think I will burden you with the whole book, although I will add its 400-something pages as well as its eight-hour audiobook to this post, so please yourself.
What stuck with me was the last line in that novel: "I've never done a thing I wanted to do in all my life". If that resonates with you and you're the man who never followed his bliss, then this book is for you.
