Here’s my favorite passage I read all week. It sums up my feelings exactly. It comes from the book McCarthy’s Bar by Pete McCarthy.
“Luckily, I’ve trained myself over the years never to go anywhere without something to read, just in case someone turns up late, the meeting ends early, or I’m inadvertently imprisoned for thirty-five years and put into solitary confinement. I’m actually quite worried about those people you see on long train journeys with nothing to read, just staring blankly into the middle distance. What…is going on in their heads, then? Perhaps they’ve got excellent memories, and they’re just remembering a particularly good book they once read, which saves them having to carry one round.”