Mumbles. My mumbles. I mumble a lot.

It is funny wouldn't you think?

Alanis Morisette got this spot on in "Ironic". How things would happen at the times you would least expect them to be.

How food turns bad when you're absolutely hungry.
How they started construction outside your window when you most need your sleep.
How you got into a traffic jam when you're already late. (Many thanks to Alanis)
How you wake up late, when you needed to be early.
How you realize you have no money in your wallet when you really wanted to buy something.
How the food you crave is out for the day.
How you just go blank at an important interview, despite preparing yourself beforehand.
How you've read your notes, only to go clueless in the examination hall.


How you lose someone when you really need them.
And how someone comes to you when you want to be alone.

A porcelain ornament. A beautiful, captivating one.

It broke. So you picked it up. Mended it.

Just for it to drop again.

To have a different view, a different perspective.

We must have heard that quite so often. Though as quickly as it went in, it went out again.

Yet Zusak changed this.

To not only have a different perspective of life, 'tis the perspective of Death himself. The Grim Reaper. And for it to have such affection to a little girl's life, and why it has such a tremendous meaning to it, I can only sit and ponder. For it is most peculiar, I must say. How it rips souls out of humans; by the millions (and on a day to day basis), I must add; and yet how this little girl's life can be so adhesive to his sight, one must question.

Why her in particular?

Yet Zusak manages to touch the souls ever so warmly (albeit the deathly monologues), and it shall remain in a special place in my heart. It is tremendously wonderful how such easily one can relate to the story.

For that, my hats off to you, Zusak.