Monday, 7 April 2008

it has been going on for months now. generally so many things happen, which i could give account of here, but i'm really just bored. wanna taste? ages i went to a concert of someone i never heard of before. it was really nice and i got a free cd. he's "dylan-esque" i've been told and i liked it (although there was wolfmother's woman on right now; good if you are able to copy led zeppelin...). then i did some grocery shopping and had a nice talk with the cashier (not simon this time; i dont know if i wrote about simon before. he works every sat and he likes cricket. he's also a cashier and we used to have quite a few chats...). we talked about self-made food and the use of spices. and in between, i learned that proposing by women is not only a nordic tradition (as i had been told before) but also an english. good to know customs. one ladette actually proposed on air. nice one. basically, i live like a child right now: my eyes are open and everything seems so bright. i enjoy every breath i take, every single brick in a wall is like a god's gift, and everything seems to be a miracle to me.
so things are happening and i'm already happy if only the day begins (although this certain makes me happy, im not sure why yet). i've been watching lots of movies lately, i could write about. i liked twin sisters, days of glory, and fears in public places. and surely, amelie. if there is anything such romantic as this one, nice. or i could write about a former student of mine who wants a reference from me. so when i say bored, it's not bored with life. its bored that everything is going well. but never praise the day before its over. anyhow, i went for cakekitchen and candy dulfer the other day. tho they are quite different, it's nice to listen to them at different times. i found it splendid the other day, when there was a comment on a former post. i should have written a reply, a thank you at least. but a certain maniana attitude sneaked in. life is after all just beautiful. i mean if everything fails you can go home. because home is where, when you go there, they have to let you in. (not mine, i read it the other day). then i made quite a jump the other day as a decision came after a long wait. oh, im happy because one of my gifted plants starts to buddy! miracles of nature! i love to stand outside and see it blossoming. its awesome how it takes off and yet another life comes.
i went opposite mersea the other day for the first time. i always saw some lights and land from mersea island (well, people who know mersea know that you have something else in mind if you talk about an island; mersea is more like spilt over land slip; but bloody nice tho). so i went. luckily there is no nuclear power plant (you know what the peace sign is made from...? the navy flag signals for nuclear disarmament). there is just a coal power plant. and i found a tiny shell. lovely. splendid.

its all a bit confusing and thrown together but never mind; sorry. ups, downs, the usual stuff. which makes it exciting. im just a bystander trying to soak it all up.

1 comment:

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