My 2022 in Reading
So, I’ve never done a reading recap for an entire year. This was an odd experience.
So, I’ve never done a reading recap for an entire year. This was an odd experience.
Austin Kleon’s Tuesday newsletter linked to this article by Helena Fitzgerald in The Atlantic; an ode to “Dead Week”, the final week of the year, nestled between the Christmas holidays and New Year’s, a week outside of life’s daily rhythm, when nothing really matters – “a time when nothing counts, and nothing is quite real”. I recommend the entire article, it’s short and perfectly encapsulates what these days feel like for many people – certainly what it feels like for me.
I took the test in our car outside a café in Leipzig, a place we’d picked to have breakfast at before going home to Berlin. 14 minutes were over, the test was clear, so I said “It’s fine, it’s just a cold, let’s go.”
Then, at minute 15, I looked again. And I looked away, and looked again. And I held the test out to my boyfriend, who also looked. Twice. I took a photo. You couldn’t see anything there, but with our bare eyes we both agreed – that’s a line.
We took the breakfast to go, drove home 2 hours, and since then I’ve been living on our sofa.