EMPTY RINGS AROUND YOUR HEART

For my birthday back in January, I picked up a copy of the “In the Aeroplane Over the Sea” book from the 33 1/3 series.

And that, strictly speaking, was the last time I picked it up until this past weekend.

You see, I was a bit scared of the book. As much as I wanted to know more about “In the Aeroplane” I also didn't want to know any more than I already did.

It's kind of like how I felt about biology back in high school. I thought that to be alive is a startling and magical thing, and I didn't want that sensation to be corrupted by too detailed an understanding of taxonomies and nomenclatures.

But we grow older and recognize that willful ignorance has little to recommend it either, I suppose...