novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the notion of our being restricted by the static image that people have of us the winter break was spent working, being sick, and being sick again. my car was broken into and the insurance company won't cover the damage or stolen stereos. read four books back to back, sat in the living room listening to nk's stories. i don't feel like i have any stories of my own. of my own. i am tired of everything lately. i need a change. the semester has started and i'm waiting for that to kick in. there's a bubbling under the surface, like a bellyache. it's not what i was waiting for, but at least now i feel like i can write again. i hear the rumbling sound and it feels like a redraft. inserting emotion into last year's short story. "...to be happy you have to find variety in repetition; that to go forward you have to come back to where you began." jeffrey eugenides, middlesex. 10:16 pm - 01.26.05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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