once there was a way to get back home
i came home today, but it was only to do a few minor things, half of which involves just picking stuff up I left here by accident before I leave tomorrow. consequently, this feels like a really purposeless day, which makes me feel shitty and makes me question my life etc. It's weird what triggers feelings of dissatisfaction. Anyway, I read The Stranger for the first time this week, and I got to reference it in a different class (to a guest lecturer, no less!) this morning. That's a pretty fast return on investment.
(for the record, meursault is a terrible person, and I think the whole bit with his misogynistic friend, even moreso than the actual murder, is meant to establish that his way of life is immoral).
(for the record, meursault is a terrible person, and I think the whole bit with his misogynistic friend, even moreso than the actual murder, is meant to establish that his way of life is immoral).