It's been a month and a half now and I haven't finished Susan Howatch's The Heartbreaker. I have pending books on my list and I won't touch it until I finish this one.
This book is interesting. I get warped whenever I read it, but the never ending transitions, requirements and other activities seem to flood my time.
I might be proud with a lot of things that's happening in my life right now, but most certainly not in this one glaring aspect that's supposed to be important in my life. Is this the price that I have to pay for all the glory and the blessings?