Its horribly cold today morning.. Even Inside the car., I know I have the controls to make the interior warm., But I dont know which one is it.. I could see my breathing, as whenever I breathed out, it was like a white fog suddenly descending., Sat in the Car for a looong time finding the controls… Any way finally found it.. and had a good drive to office.. I am going for longer drives soon… Today I must have touched around 70mph on the A40. Still those on the right hand lane were flying past me… Gimme time guyz.. Let me learn all this.. For the moment, I will stay in the slow lane only..
Yesterday night.. Confusion… Yeah.. the exorcising bit.. I am getting really confused.. I ran away from confusion and buried myself into “The Fountainhead”. Howard Roark, Peter Keating, Dominique Francon, Guy Francon, Heyer(he’s dead), Toohey, Cameron(he’s dead too)., all have become part of my night life.. I go to sleep with them..
Its wonderful, the way that Ayn Rand has potrayed her characters in “The Fountainhead”. I will be back with Roark, Dominique, Peter etc tonight…