rêves d'une âme perdue: inclined confusion

I think it's time for me to read a thought provoking novel.

Slaughterhouse Five has always been a favorite.

Is it time for My Antonia again? Every three or four years, I reread it. I learn something new. The last time was summer of second year for my American lit class. Or was it my first year?

Memory fails.

Almost time, I think.