it's paulo coehlo marathon over here; just finished coehlo's veronika decides to die and eleven minutes, the first being about mental illness and the second, prostitution (at the most superficial level). not bad. the latter being a much quicker read than the first (altho the first was shorter) because it was about sex and sex is always intriguing. but the first ended with quite an impression. i recommend both as essential intellectual food. coehlo uses the suicide and prostitution of his protagonists to do what he always does: discuss the nature of true life, love, and happiness. with a grain of salt as always--after all, this is only one man's experience and views of the world.
another painting to finish, a stack of books waiting, my share of daily errands, and a beautiful day to enjoy. no wonder the leisure class is so worldly. and restless.