nobody's love is like mine

listening to bluegrass. i like it. it feels summery.

i'm reading a book called dear catastrophe waitress. it is a nice light romantic comedy. what a welcome change from the last book i read - a year of magical thinking by joan didion. i felt like i was being haunted by my own ghost while i read it. i couldn't get the author's voice out of my head, and it was such a sad sad voice. i think that the subject matter - the sudden death of her husband after 40 years of marriage - really wasn't a good reading choice for me right now, given the current circumstances.

jim's surgery is on friday. he is at the forefront of my mind 99% of my waking hours. there is no alternative. he will be okay.