Listening to rain

[eve_prime]

Today I got some work done and a bit of cleaning. I also watched a Monk episode (I'm on the final season), and the Friday night movie with J, which was Office Space. It seems unlikely that we'll read the book for his book club this month, as it's a sad one. I'm curious about why people would choose to read sad books, frankly. Meanwhile, D's had nightmares all week from watching too much "true crime" stuff - I can't really see the appeal in that, either, but it seems marginally more interesting than deliberately making oneself feel sad. We have the ability to feed our imaginations with all sorts of wonders - strange places, great beauty, people working hard to do good.