left and leaving.

So, after struggling with Cancer Ward by Alexander Solzhenitsyn for about two months, I accidentally left it behind on a table in Thunder Bay. On several occasions I have wanted to throw this book away as it is bleak and I have never understood those Soviets anyway, but out of spite I have carried on. And that is probably why I’m sort of not happy for leaving it.

Oh well, new exciting books are in my suitcase and I will read Kanata by Don Gillmor on my long transatlantic flight back home.

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