बूकोमानिया......

" As I hear myself rant I begin to hate myself for hating-for being so middle class and pampered and comfortable that I should be now so shell shocked. I'm shaken to my core;the ground,that stable and strong bed beneath me,has moved and it's stirred something rock solid within. I put my head in my hands and cry. the astrologer is right; I need a new way of living in the world If I'm to stay....."

excerpts from " the holy cow- Sarah MacDonald"- accidental good book.

lines seems so coinciding with my present mood!