... is a comment i overheard today, walking from the library to the pool. i don't understand, but immediately i thought of sex. maybe because i spend my days writing about sex. and because i'm not having any.
yesterday i took a day off. i cooked and cleaned and listened to music loudly. it was nice. i'm starting to appreciate my need to slow down, take care, adjust to these recent changes.
i've been a bit of a recluse but i think that's okay. i made some attempts to see friends this week, though most people were busy. everything seemed to become a tentative plan for next week. i'm not sure i'll fit everything in.
jessie returns next week. jess comes up from melbourne to stay. one of my supervisors returns and wants to meet. oh, and i have a date. i'm not sure why i did that, but i guess i'm just testing the water or something. i partially blame winter loneliness. a stupid time of the year to break up (though i've done this twice now).
did a bit of thesis writing today and not feeling too lost in it all, after my day of respite. so will head home shortly with my books and papers and grand plans to make more words.
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