Just thought I'd pop on here & tell you all what I've been up to. Haven't been reading anything new, unfortunately. But I have been re-reading some of my favorite books. Right now I'm tackling Great Expectations again. I haven't read much of Dickens, but this is by far my favorite book by him. I think it has a lot to do with my own great expectations, & how it seems like they just set us up to not appreciate all the small things that happen to us that, when added together, make up a solid life. When viewed in hindsight I think most of us would think a great many people have lived important lives in some way or another. I often wonder, though, how many of those people thought they were supposed to achieve something large, or great, all at once in the course of their time on earth. Only in retrospect can you look back & feel that you've lead a "good" life. At least that's what I hope. My expectations are still making my life difficult. I hope that once I'm out of my 40's (& God help me, I've only just gotten into them!) I can maybe start to forgive myself for what I consider my lack of acheivement in my life. I hope that I can start to see in a few years the solid wall of something built of the many little things that make up my daily life.