I love time off. I love not having responsibility. But it is a dangerous, fickle beast. For the first time, in… at least months, I was bored last night. Didn’t know what to do with myself. Weird feeling.
Then realized this morning that with no deadlines/school pressures hanging over my head, I began to overanalyze everything. Cause I have the time to. I think that’s why the sick part of me likes to remain busy. I am not so good at a balanced self-analysis.
So, I may fire up an old computer game I haven’t dug into in ages. I just started Prince Caspian again. I have a couple other books I want to finish soon. But eh, we’ll see.
About Caspian. Recently got an email from a friend wondering what the deal was with Bacchus and Silenus towards the end of the book. Roman mythology names. Much revelry. Grapes (Bacchus and Silenus had a large liking of wine in Roman myth). Don’t know what to make of it. A lot of wackos out there think it was Lewis saying debauchery is okay and that he was a heretic who had Aslan leading the sin parties, etc. I don’t buy that. Lewis was way too smart and intentional to do something as dumb as that. But what was Lewis doing?