Sixteen

This is the number 16.

I had to google "unnecessary" to try and spell it right in the last post, and I still think it's wrong.

Ah well.

That's still the number 16, though. That much I'm pretty sure of. It's not much, but it's mine.

I'm between books, and it's driving me batty. I've started "Swann's Way", "One Hundred Years of Solitude", "The Last Tycoon"...nothing. My attention just seems to be too fragmented.

I guess that's why they call it the blues.