Morning. No it isn't. Never mind. Today I am wearing a bright t-shirt, on a bright day, attempting to convince myself that it is, finally, summer. Coffee and The Fall help too. Totally wired, indeed.
At the moment I feel like getting on a train and going somewhere new, even if just for a day. I always get like this just after returning from travels - trying to capture a little bit of the thrill that I always get from heading out on my own. Unfortunately, money and work get in the way, as always. Still, flights to Vienna are cheap at the moment.
As well as essays, some bad things have happened this week. Which meant drinking myself into oblivion on Tuesday; maintaining the illusion of jollity for everyone else's sake. I told Nat what was going on, but we were both too drunk for it to mean anything - it got lost in the smoke. Probably best.
Now I'm off to buy a glass cabinet with Simeon. I'm not sure why - hopefully everything will become clear in time. I do enjoy hanging around with optimists.... but only sometimes.
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