Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Anti-Climatic

All of the activity and disrupted sleeping patterns are beginning to take their toll... home from Brandeis Nats and I will give a full account tomorrow, when I more with it. I emjoyed myself, but not as much as I expected. It was clear that Dan, Jeremy and I all seemed overburdened with work in their cases and me with decisions - so we weren't quite as sharp-toungued as we usually are, of course we had our moments, but usually it is a livelier time. I guess trips with van loads of people tend to be more electric than just the three of us... stayed up late on Friday, like 4:30am late, and went to bed fairly early last night - just the same, I feel mentally wiped out. Long weekend - coming off a long week.

If nothing else, this weekend put some time and distance between this moment and all of the craziness that classified last week.
posted by lmjasinski at 10:57 PM