Sleep

I needed a surfeit of such after Saturday's Gehenna. Upon waking and the morning's ritual, I returned to the Moorehead and read another hundred pages. I then crabwalked to some essays that Plumb wrote about African exploration and I followed a thread concerning Mungo Park. My interest in such obliged me to ignore the televised NBA rout and I did repair the front door which gave me an excuse to linger in our library. I decided to leap into Powys' Owen Glendower and am presently pleased with that decision.