Writings from the Day

"I have the strongest feeling that what seem to be 'airplanes' now will, in fact, turn out to be start of the wishing variety sooner than you think."

"Every day now I'm feeling more and more alive and myself again, sort of pre-dissertation ish/post-/there's more to life than writing a paper. All these things I'd forgotten I was doing for a while: writing poetry, sewing, blogging, breathing. It's almost like a thaw: tingles & shoots of green enticing the imagination. Feeling awake; I'm so thankful."

"... the perfect dissertation hangover cure..."

Friday Night

On the tube home this evening after a dinner/fro yo/drinks out with a good friend, Alex started to fall asleep on the tube. When we got to the station before ours, I started singing 'Wake up, Little Susy, wake up.' She smiled and then kissed me.

Cleaning Spree

It's almost as if Spring Cleaning is already here, except that I've been on a kick to reorganize the house since the new year. I think the new year/new decade was part of it, but also the fact that Alex and I have now lived in our flat for an entire year now--and some things are still shoved in corners and are in need of dusting.

Well, the number of things shoved in corners are definitely dwindling. Dusting is another story, but a more perpetual task rather than something really not having a home at all. It was a complete revelation tonight that I could push the books on our shelves all the way to the BACK of the shelf. For some reason both of us had it stuck that the books should be all the way the front. Now: more space, better energy, brighter room. Somehow magnificently.

It is off to bed after a full week's work so far (still getting used to this) and I am a happy girl with clean dishes and organized bookshelves. It doesn't take much.

not politics, not religion

'Is this just gonna start a war?'

For Tuesday - Gone Midnight

So I forgot to write on Monday. And then I just got home tonight, gone midnight. I wanted to write today, and I got busy. I got busy with life.

And that's ok.

For Monday - Well

I forgot it was Monday, and I forgot to write.

Comparisons

Something I loved before I moved to England: Frozen Yogurt with mixed chips.

Something I love after I moved to England: Cheese and Pickle sandwiches. By which I mean 'pickle' as in a fruit chutney that has been 'pickled,' English style. (I haven't figured out how to describe it yet.)