Life sorting

Ok, so now, new breakthroughs are coming through.

Baby, it's cold outside, and all the weary students are clutching at their over-priced Rocket fuel coffee. I know because I was one of them today.

Anyway need to organise some actual romantic outings with the Cat.

Perhaps going to a park on a warm night, alas no more, just a fading sensation.

Almost caught up on steel lectures, what relief.

Finish Dracula and A Little Princess on audio. Will need new stories to be read to me.

Must be nicer, otherwise people will think I'm terribly selfish and rude.

I want to do something new, Robotics, tie-dying neon shirts bright yellow. Paint again. Plant an exotic tree.

It's a shame I gave up yoga, feels so good afterwards as you feel your body praising you for your virtuous qualities and the sweet relief of no longer having to maintain downward dog.

I left a book in Paris that I regret. I forget the name, but it was red and white with cards on the front. A man who receives missions written on cards in the mail. A stream of consciousness book, one that reminded me of that dream passage from Mrs Dalloway, the one I analysed in my Dreams in Literature Class at the Sorbonne Nouvelle.

How can it be that it is four months since I have left? I am glad and yet somewhat sad all the same. Although I guess home was calling me like some sort of beachy siren with long eyelashes and imperfect eyes.

Tomorrow I am presenting the Judisches Muesuem of Berlin. Daniel Lebiskin. In French class. I like what I wrote about his main idea:

"His idea was to represent the void left behind by emptyness itself...Il ne faut pas combler le vide, mais de le representer par du vide" Alas, the sentiment is oftentimes lost in the translation itself."

I was tired and angry. Someone for whom certain things are lost made me angry and I wanted to poison his stream and trouble him, for he has certainly given me some. Why be so possessive? You don't even know a thing about me? I couldn't think of anything that suits to respond to some remark and after typing and re-typing it, I decided it was a lost cause, and comforted myself with angry girl-music.

I also need some new sleepy sounds.