Some weeks I’m itching for a good mystery. Others I’m craving an emotional roller coaster. Or fantasy. Or historical fiction. Or goodness knows what. It might be brand new or something ancient or anywhere in between. In any case, it’s nice to share, so …
What’s Your Read?
Since I began this sentence an entire lifetime has passed while this thought has never ceased to be. If I begin this idea in one physical location and end it in another where time runs at a different pace, will I be capable of noticing the difference since my pace will have changed as well? An infinity of realities is careening away from this moment in which I ponder whether I’m measuring time or time is measuring me, but not all of those infinite realities splitting off of each other will be infinite themselves.
Suffice it to say, I’ve been delightfully losing (and finding) all track of time as I wander through Einstein’s Dreams. The process of reading this book is in itself an illustration of a possibility of time. The struggle to find a timeline. The resignation to forge ahead anyway. The fear of not grasping the point before the end comes. The moment so profound it requires looking away to hold the moment for a moment longer just to smile at the moment before it passes. The wonder of all of these possibilities wrapped up in one existence and the mystery of whether this existence is that one.
Yeah, my mind might have been bent. I’m going to go stare at a clock for a while now.
Have a suggestion for my next read? What’s yours?