C is reading
Transformation( right now ) i can't believe that i got him to pick it up, and i'm dying to talk about it, but i don't want him to stop reading. he's thoroughly intent, so much so that he isn't remotely curious about what i'm doing. occasionally he talks back to the characters, but mostly to the author. it's the joy and the curse of professional knowledge. i can't just watch a performance, and he can't just read a book. ahh, it makes the bad stuff truly unbearable, but when something is right...it's transcendent.