2008-02-26 - 5:51 p.m.
With so many appalling examples to choose from, I don't really see much point in mentioning only one, but still, I have to say that I really worry about the state of humanity when I see people driving around in cars that have televisions in them.
(I worry about myself too when I see these cars and can not stop watching.)
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At some point during this - my twenty-fifth - year, I lost the ability to read in the car.
This bothers me.
I used to be able to read in the car. Windy roads, gravel roads, squinting at the page as the sun sets. I read in the car under all sorts of conditions.
No longer though, these days reading in the car invariably makes me feel completely ill.
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"Are you nearly done?" Shuhei asks me.
We are pulled over in a rest area. I'm squatting next to the car with my head between my knees, because I've seen people doing that on TV when they feel nauseous.
It isn't helping much.
And when Shuhei asks me if I'm nearly done, it's not because we're in any rush today, or any other day. (This is one of the things I like about driving with Shuhei.) What he wants to know is if I'm nearly done with what I've been calling my training. That is, reading in the car even though I know that I'm probably going to end up making myself feel sick.
And I'm definitely done for today, but I doubt very much that I'm done with my training for good.
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And of all of the things that have brought me pleasure this winter, Outlaws of the Marsh and the Nambu-Yama swimming pool are the two most wholesome.
With so many delightful examples to choose from, I don't really see much point in mentioning only one, but still, I have to say that Outlaws of the Marsh is a mighty good read.
