* Recently I read again “The Stranger” by Albert Camus and somewhat I appreciate it more now than when I read it for the first time many years ago. This time around the end of the novel managed to trigger a couple of tears. And since I’ve been reviewing some existentialist books, there was no better read than Dostoyevsky’s “Notes from the Underground” whose main character repeatedly proves that being a pompous intellectual doesn’t mean having proper social skills… and if there’s nothing good to say, it’s better to say nothing at all.
* The end of 2013 is very close, or should I refer instead to the beginning of 2014? Even though both statements are connected, one feels more positive… can’t wait for the future.