Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
— Agnes de Mille
alacrity \uh-LACK-ruh-tee\, noun:
A cheerful or eager readiness or willingness, often manifested by brisk, lively action or promptness in response.
Just got off the phone with YJ. We tried to arrange something this weekend, but it was unsuccessful. I may see her next month on St. Patrick’s Day, and the day of the Coldplay concert. I think it would be wonderful to celebrate my birthday with an old friend like that.
Today, I went to the library, then to school, and was too intimidated by the gym to really go in. I came home and finished The Leopard. It is this mix of breathtaking nostalgia and melancholy. The past is indeed another country. There were some lovely writing and moments in the book. I cannot believe that the masterpiece was almost lost to the world. I found something personally relateable to the character of Prince Salina especially to the end. I feel a bit old acknowledging that. I look forward to seeing the movie soon.
I am writing many pages in my Moleskine these last couple of days.