Tackling Windmils

Something happened here today that I never seen before. I am attempting to read the complete literary works of Samuel Clemens on an e-book on my I-pad. As you probably know there are many long drawn boring pages that I know nothing about. Not surprisingly, I dozed off while reading. I woke up, opening one eye seeing pages zipping by me going backwards. I had either a finger or a thumb on the screen. I lifted my hand the pages stopped. I have no idea where I stopped, so I think I’ll start over on the damn thing. I have no idea why I decided to do late in life. It is like tackling a windmill head on.