I don't think I should be reading Ulysses at work. It deserves my full concentration. Therefore, I read most of The World According to Garp yet again. And I listened to October Project quite a bit. They both made me feel wistful. I know how unlikely it is that I will find someone that meshes with me, but I am feeling restless again. I know I am not ready, not brave enough (nor stupid enough) to try right now. But the urge is growing. I am only unhappy when I am not doing anything. Working fifty hours a week, reading, and playing computer games the rest of the time keeps me occupied.