i can do it!
Just call me Rosie the Riveter. Today I nearly did the three triathlon sports at the sprint distance. I swam .75K, biked 20K (at least), and knew before I started that the 5K on foot was more likely to be at a walk than a run. And so it was. But I did it!
clear light of day
Anita Desai. The book is called Chekovian, and I can kind of see that.
With her inner eye she saw how her own house and its particular history linked and contained her as well as her whole family with all their separate histories and experiences--not binding them within some dead and airless cell but giving them the soil in which to send down their roots, and food to make them grow and spread, reach out to new experiences and new lives, but always drawing from the same soil, the same secret darkness. That soil contained all the time, past and future, in it. It was dark with time, rich with time. It was where her deepest self lived, and the deepest selves of her sister and brothers and all those who shared that time with her.
