left-handed wanders

Surprisingly the book kept me up till 2am unfortunately too sleepy to finish the remaining 20 pages. What a nice bildungsroman it has turned out though Mildred Rogers almost ruined it for me. Maugham is incredibly readable but the insight (the profound, the sublime) is not lost.

I have ceased to look for parallels between Carey and I. Minus the clubfoot (and other emabarassing/awkward things to mention) I can easily romanticize and say that I “am” Carey (hehehe). The academic path he took is striking, achiever-clergyman-accountant in london-artist in paris-doctor…hmmm If the timeline is indisputable, if we really  are one person, where am I at this point in my life?

hmmm I could treat high school and college as my dangerous brush with the clergy; Makati as my stint at Herbert Carter & Co.–how do I account the time here in Ateneo? hmmm it can’t be the artistic Parisian phase…but I guess I can justify it with the bohemian setting…so I’m in transition to the second London medicine phase .

Too bad haven’t met a Ms Wilkinson but not looking forward especially to a Mildred Rogers *shudders.

So I’ m in purgatory for the rest of the week after that my London Phase shall be determined. Hope I don’t get into poverty too much cause I can’t imagine myself starving.

But over all “Of Human Bondage” is a required reading for the whole human race. It sheds light into our mortal coil. Love, poverty, knowledge, morality–the meaning of life–Maugham discusses it all. Now I can see why many authors like him. It’s a great read, definitely.

One down, a bugillion to go.