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.

 
Curses!

In a surprising turn of events, I was wildly productive last night - 1.5 movies (half of 400 Blows still waiting - so I watched 200 Blows, worth), read the three chapters, and finished grading all of my speeches. Also, I walked down to the video store to return some rentals on the most beautiful night I can remember in ages... it was so serene, the streets were crowded and people were sitting outside, I felt energized, and urban and poetic even. The downside of course was that all of this excitement and late night movie watching caused me to oversleep. As a result, I didn't get to see the rest of the class's projects, something I am sincerely bummed about. But for a girl who woke up panicked at 8:13, showered, and took the bus to school by 9:52, things aren't looking so bad...

It's just a shame that there really isn't enough time in the day to get everything done and get more than a marginal amount of sleep.
posted by lmjasinski at 9:33 AM