Thank you third installment of The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins to distract me on such a strange day. Some days are just plain off and not the best. I had to drive my friend to the airport, which is sad enough in itself. But to drive him to the airport in Boston on the morning on 9/11 with the weather and light being exactly like 9 years ago and talking and thinking a lot about the whole horrible day and all that ensued, while seeing people sad at the memorial, it just feels all bad. Add to all of that excruciating back pain from the top of the neck down to the last vertebrae keeping me home instead of frolicking with a bunch of fun German friends at the Oktoberfest .... well, distraction is the only escape. Thank you Suzanne Collins for writing in such a compelling way, that I cannot put the book down and for letting me forget all around me for a while.
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