How happy, if one's death coincides with one's death choice!

Taste: jack fruit tacos; mint; sage
Sight: Scion IQ
Sound: VNV Nation Resonance; pant-hoot - the distinctive sound each chimpanzee makes; Lohengrin, a Romantic opera by Richard Wagner
Smell: burnt flesh, charcoal
Touch: shaking with rage
Extra: "The meaning of life is that it stops.” — Franz Kafka; horror show; "a wedding is Lohengrin played sweet and low";

"That would be her choice. How happy, if one's death coincides with one's death choice!" — Memoirs of a Space Woman, Naomi Mitchison

"Occasionally, even, in an attempt to rock personality, young people try the experiment of becoming temporary carnivores. I never did that myself, but then, I am greedy, very much aware of the taste and texture of what I eat. Besides, I think a communications girl would be bound to find it impossible; there is no edible life in Terra which cannot evoke some slight empathy for any of us." — Memoirs of a Space Woman, Naomi Mitchison

The Buried Giant is a love story "...about what happens in the years that take place after two people come together; it’s about the long haul of love, and that, to me, is a proper love story. But if we’re writing about love, we should write about how you keep love alive and healthy and strong over all the different changes and pressures through the aging process." — Kazuo Ishiguro, LA Review of Books

"Nova," — VNV Nation
I dreamed the world, with my eyes open.
But time moved on and then, new worlds begin again.
Oh my heart, in this universe so vast.
No moment was made to last, so light the fire in me.

Shine, shine your light on me.
Illuminate me, make me complete.
Please shine, shine your light on me.
No hesitation, make me complete.

 Lay me down, and wash this world from me.
Open the skies, and burn it all away.
'Cause I've been waiting, all my life just waiting,
for you to shine, shine your light on me.

Grateful for: a day at home, libraries, meeting heroes