A breath of fresh air

I got a breath of fresh air in two sences today. For one thing, a long time ago (last year or the year before that) I read this book called Pilgrim's Inn by Elizabeth Goudge. I had to stop. I hated the characters, the plot was stupid, and the only good thing about it was that the writing style was nice. I very much enjoy that style. So yesterday I picked it up again. This time I only got through one chapter. I really enjoyed the writing style again, but the characters and layout still bothered me. It took place during and right after World War II, in England. That's a hard time to read. So, I decided I would go back to reading Sence and Sensibility, sence I had formerly been reading it when I took up Pilgrim's Inn the second time. It was so nice, compared to Pilgrim's Inn. I liked the characters, the layout, the detail. This is by far one of Jane Austen's most detailed book I've read. This was the first breath of fresh air. The second was a real breath of fresh air. I was told by my mother to, in short, go outside. So I did. I gave Aidan a jump rope lesson, then we went in the pool. I haven't done that for days, since the weather has not been cooperative. This was quite a good day for fresh air. I don't need coments if you don't wish to give them, if anything in this post confuses or bores you. Thanks for reading!