Being back on the bus and subway in these uncertain times is much like it was when times were …..certain. I mean, there are still annoying people and annoying sounds, and annoying smells (perhaps more so with the legalization of cannabis) that come with the commute. There are interesting people as well as mysterious people. There are funny moments and moments that just don’t seem to click. What isn’t unusual is that once again I find myself reading books.
I’ve read a bit during the pandemic, but not nearly as much as I used to. Well, getting back on the bus, even for a few days a week, has lead to a resurgence in my reading. In the past couple of weeks I have read:Many Rivers to Cross (Inspector Alan Banks) The Lost for Words Bookshop: A Novel Blue Mauritius: The Hunt for the World’s Most Valuable Stamps All the Devils (A Livia Lone Novel Book 3)
Reading has given me something to focus on rather than my fellow commuters and their disregard for other people. It has made the drudgery bearable.
I went to the library on the weekend to return a couple of books that I had, and managed to quickly pick up 5 more that I wanted to read. I meant to get only one, but when I realized the book I wanted was checked out and had a number of holds on it, I scrambled around to find some others. The worst thing would be to finish a book and not have another one for the next commute. That has happened to me once already. Luckily I had some music to get me through.