Its so true. They had a delicious use of language that seemed to produce a sentence that contained so much detail in a somehow strange order or on multiple levels that added a certain poetry to even the most mundane of statements. 

I tried to read Moby Dick a couple of years ago but gave up as every sentence was so contorted and long winded that it was just exhausting and got very boring when the plot moved so slowly. I think there is a sweet spot here though for this kind of expression though, a middle ground.

 Maybe people spoke differently back then ? Probably not, but they must have had a good concentration and a certain intelligence to follow a story, and something I dont possess to finish it ! 

 

I cant explain it

 Yesterday my dog had a bad eye. I noticed this when putting on its muzzle. Worryingly the eye was starting to go cloudy in the same way that a sheeps eye can when they pick up an infection and need anti-biotic ointment, The surround of the eye was also red and sore. As this could lead to blindness eventually I decided I must ring the vet next day.

So I rang up this morning and managed to get a last minute appointment as they close at 12 on a Saturday. As I unchained my dog I examined its eye before setting off ( thank goodness ) only to see nothing wrong with it at all. Ringing the vet back to cancel the appointment now felt awkward, and a more than a bit embarrassing. One day the eye had damage, the next it was not so. I cant not explain it.

Someone once told me that reality is not linear. One day a thing can be so and the next it is not. People certainly change their tune from one day to the next. 

There is nothing worse than having your judgement called into question, especially if it is by yourself !

 Everywhere feels the same on a wet day ?