I've only finished chapter three.
Reading it on the computer means I keep getting distracted.
Oh, good. Same with me. I tend to assume I'm being irritating, I guess.
That is indeed a comfort--and remains so no matter what the season. I suppose it's good that we go through these things. What am I saying? Of course it's good; God sends us trials. Without them we would not learn to rely on him as we should.
I shouldn't go listening to music. Just makes me feel sorry for myself when I ought not to be thinking of myself at all. Enough of that. At least in about a month I'll be back in college, and I can go back to studying all the time, which keeps me from over-analyzing my emotional state.
EDIT: Beginning chapter six. That feels more respectable. And YES for Cedric's defense of the Saxon tongue!
This tale brings to mind that of Robin Hood. Methinks it is the style both of language and of presentation which makes it so.