I wonder how many WordPress blog posts have the witty title of “Enter title here”?
I can’t sleep, again, so got up to read. I am presently reading 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami. Murakami has a delicious talent for describing the most tedious, dull, everyday moments in a most magical and enthralling way. Well, I find it magical, anyway, but after skimming a few of the reviews for this book I noticed lots of his readers find it anywhere from amusing to tiresome.
I’ve read a few of his novels now and, while this is not may favourite, I am enjoying it. It is around 1000 pages though, so is setting me back in my third annual quest to read 50 books. Althought I just checked and, according to Goodreads, I am two books ahead of schedule (currently at 40 of 50 books). I love Goodreads.
I also could not sleep last night. This did not stand me in good stead for our 10:00am scheduled “bushwalk,” which turned out to be less of a walk and more of a climb. A mountain climb.
We were invited by our relatively new friends Matt and Rachael. I expressed my apprehension last night to Matt, citing my complete and absolute lack of health and fitness. “Nah, you seriously don’t even need to worry,” he earnestly reassured me. “We aren’t that fit either. We take it easy and enjoy the scenery. I swear on your life that I am not blatantly lying right into your worried eyes about how hard this will be and how very much your body will not ever forgive you.”
Josh and Kylie came also. I am so, so glad Kylie was there. We lagged behind the others, generally with not enough breath to actually talk or try to encourage each other, but at least we were not alone in our gasping and sweating and moaning (while the others flounced ahead of us with light jokings and easy laughings the entire time).
[Edited to add 5 minutes after posting: I just re-read the gasping, sweating, moaning bit and lol. u know what I mean though. don’t be gross.]
Josh did have a quite large rock, dislodged by climbers above, bounce off his chest though. If it had been his face he might be dead now. So that’s.. yes.
The view was a bit of alright though.
It took us all day. You’d think after that adventure, and a total of three hours sleep the night prior, that I’d be dead to the world right now, at 1:44am, but no. No, this universe is not just.
Back to Murakami.