Humbled

I wake up and fall asleep to the talk radio. The CBC to be precise, but in foreign lands I've listened to NPR, BBC, ABC.

There is something soothing to the stream of news, interesting facts, interviews. At night it helps me to stop my circling thoughts. In the morning it teases me out of my slumber slowly (and sometimes becomes the fodder of odd dreams).

This morning Rebecca Solnit was being interviewed about her book The Faraway Nearby. I was fascinated by her fascination. Did you know there is a moth that eats the tears of birds? There's also one that eats the tears of crocodiles and one that eats blood.

She packs so much meaning into every thought.

I went onto Amazon to read the first few pages. Stunning, is all I can say. Sentences rife with ideas. Paragraphs dense with connections. A flow like honey, oozing off the page. There's both too much there to take in and not enough because I want it to go on and on.