The fast is not so difficult when there's so much available to sustain the mind throughout the day and the body once sunset has arrived. The pictures above display a little of such sustenance encountered over the last few days. The books represent the spoils of a trip yesterday to Kinokuniya in the company of Fifi and Fafa to unload the book tokens that came my way for conducting a highly enjoyable workshop at a recent Literature Seminar. (I'd have done it for free, but don't tell the Ministry that.) And the baked potato was the highlight of a relaxing Friday evening, to live no more, except in memory.
Mind you, I won't be embarking on the books, the ones for me, that is, (which sadly don't include titles like The Diary of Amos Lee - Girls, Guts and Glory, in case you were wondering) until I've completed the Islamic-themed material set aside for Ramadhan. Which means that the likes of the American Library edition of four Philip K. Dick novels of the sixties will remain a rather wonderful temptation for now.
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