Reading for Friday 14/11/08
A day late again – sorry! Anyway, in this chapter, we see Natasha in the throes of absolute boredom.
Takes me back to being a teenager all over again. Your emotions are in turmoil, and so the ordinary ordered life of everyone else just makes it worse. How can the world go on functioning as normal when you’re completely upset about life?
Tolstoy brings this to life as Natasha bosses servants around, lets her imagination run wild and tries to distract herself with random snippets of music. Or is it just me that relates to this?