Returned back to a much warmer San Francisco this morning. It was one of those rare SF days where I wished I had air conditioning in my house. I worked from home for most of the day but realized I wasn’t feeling my usual cheerful, awesome self (euphemism for I was feeling a bit sick) and decided to sleep/rest for the remainder of the day. I blame not getting enough sleep last night (my flight from Portland was at 6:44am) and then not being able to sleep on the flight.
My brief stay in Portland was a lot of fun. Or as my friend would say, it was “hella fun”.
I’m about a third of the way through in Immortality. This is the first Milan Kundera book I’ve read. I quite enjoy his style. This book has already given me a lot to think about.