The Fountainhead

My wife just finished reading The Fountainhead yesterday. I'm proud of her. So this morning when I was on my way out the door, I didn't feel like getting into the laptop, so I grabbed said book for a re-read.

On the train, I kept spacing out, tripping really, on Rand's phrasing and imagery. So appropriate and so rich! I was also being sucked into the character of Roark. I can't help myself, every book I read I start to emulate or want to be like the hero, even if that hero is very different from me.

I should stop reading it. I'm liable to quit my job and do what I really want to do. Now if I could only figure out what that is... Another reason to stop reading is that the wife might see how quickly I tear through books in comparison to the way she tears through them (slowly). Additionally, I may want to discuss details that she doesn't remember, which really may as well be a totally different book. Plus too, this is her achievement reading the book, I should let her have it and enjoy it. Three reasons. Now I just have to find another reading book.