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.

 
I am stressed. I am tired. I am sick. I am over-committed. I am trying to cooperate and thank my mother for doing my taxes, even though I now realize that I just should have done them myself. I am trying to remain in a good mood despite the amount of work I need to finish, the fact that I had food poisoning last night - in addition to a very sore throat - and that I am hosting (an albeit wonderful perspective student) although I'd rather just crawl under the covers and not emerge until after a weekend at the film festival / chicago conference.
posted by lmjasinski at 5:00 PM