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minervasoloIt's been a somewhat surreal day.
Things are as they are and always have been.
That sentence has a nice rhythm and cadence, I think. Iambic pentameter, possibly. You can tell it's an odd day when I start thinking about words like that. Like 'delirium'. If you lay the letters on a slope/hill thing the l would be at the peak and there's be a slight skip up at the second i. /\^ sorta thing, with the ^ at the bottom (best I can do with a keyboard). Yep, one of those days.
I blame forcing myself to read Frankenstein too quickly, Del's very lyrical and ultimately true post, and having a massage. Plus the weather, it's just that kinda day. Sun through clouds sorta weather.
My exams went okay. The mechanics was easier than expected but I left the Psychology with a sense of shame. I don't know what made me feel shameful, but there it is. Well, actually I hav some idea what contributed to it, but that stays in here. There was a very dramatic thunderstorm during the first paper, which was somewhat distracting. Plus all my friends did it that morning, so there was no reassuring discussion afterwards.
Feel apathetic and lethargic and sated. I know the firs one ought to negate the possibility of the other two, but there it is. Possibly has something to do with random lyrical writing I did in pencil in one of my many notebooks. The pencil felt important. I might put it here. I was going to, but didn't, but might... 'These languid netherdays'
Nothing else to put. I feel there ought to be. Maybe later it wil come to me.
*sigh*
Things are as they are and always have been.
That sentence has a nice rhythm and cadence, I think. Iambic pentameter, possibly. You can tell it's an odd day when I start thinking about words like that. Like 'delirium'. If you lay the letters on a slope/hill thing the l would be at the peak and there's be a slight skip up at the second i. /\^ sorta thing, with the ^ at the bottom (best I can do with a keyboard). Yep, one of those days.
I blame forcing myself to read Frankenstein too quickly, Del's very lyrical and ultimately true post, and having a massage. Plus the weather, it's just that kinda day. Sun through clouds sorta weather.
My exams went okay. The mechanics was easier than expected but I left the Psychology with a sense of shame. I don't know what made me feel shameful, but there it is. Well, actually I hav some idea what contributed to it, but that stays in here. There was a very dramatic thunderstorm during the first paper, which was somewhat distracting. Plus all my friends did it that morning, so there was no reassuring discussion afterwards.
Feel apathetic and lethargic and sated. I know the firs one ought to negate the possibility of the other two, but there it is. Possibly has something to do with random lyrical writing I did in pencil in one of my many notebooks. The pencil felt important. I might put it here. I was going to, but didn't, but might... 'These languid netherdays'
Nothing else to put. I feel there ought to be. Maybe later it wil come to me.
*sigh*
