Vagrant Or Vagabond
The other day I finished André Gide's The Immoralist . It was published in 1902 but read as if it was released a few years ago, though that could be due to the translation. It's a brief book, and when the pacing is that good, it feels modern to me. So different from the tomes I had to trudge through in high school. I'm not sure what the moral was, though it's been years since I believed that books generally had morals. The guy, Michel, tries keeping his life together, but after a near-death experience, his perspective is changed, and he can't force it to go back to how it was. Though it's not the same thing, I feel that a similar thing has happened to me. I've been struggling to find a good-paying job the past few years, even though before that I had several years of solid full-time employment. It pales in comparison, but it is an experience that's shifted how I look at the world, at pleasure, at chasing goals. The guy is rich, yet after his inner chang...
