7/6: cosmos

Chris and I are reading Cosmos by Witold Gombrowicz, and when we're both done we'll have a book-club-ish dinner/discussion about it. It's a very interesting novel, but I've been having a little bit of trouble getting through it: it's about serious things (how one constructs/finds meaning in the universe!) and it can feel quite grim at times. It's not that I need novels to be happy, but this summer--with some assorted woes of my own--it's been hard to engage additional existential angst. Today I read a fair amount of the novel while waiting in the doctor's office, and I feel like I now have the momentum to finish.