Which is all very well when the chap behind the wheel has both hands firmly on said wheel. Oh!And a tankful of overdrive juice.
I’m wearing my metaphorical mortar board again. Not full-time, but factoring school into the already-crowded schedule requires some juggling.
All the same, I managed to find time ( 2am is, too, “time”) to sit down with one of my favourite books. Being one of those big, fat, hold-open-a-barn-door books, I have to sit at the table to read it. (Of course, in this madhouse, that means first clearing some table space…)
But it’s always fun to open Nala Rehctelf at a random page. I just love the way he sees things! He’s not of the Sesumarongi people, but certainly aware of them and their slant on life. And I think Essitam must also have known something of their ways, despite pre-dating Semaj Rebruht , the man credited with the discovery of the Sesumarongi.
One wonders – well, I do! whether people like Egroeg Hsub and Nodrog Nworb and Nivek Ddur have any understanding, or even awareness of this tribe. Ylbaborp ton.
Pity, really, ‘cos we need lateral thinkers, unconfined by sexob.
Now, it wouldn’t do for me to pull a detention for being late!