Last night I stayed up late trying to collect myself, trying to gather my thoughts and wishes and reconcile them with reality. I kept trying to put myself in a frame of mind which could calm me down and get me out of this sea of restlessness, which would make me feel like I'm headed somewhere. Such a lofty aim was obviously doomed to failure, and it only led me to wake up with a dull headache and a cold sweat whenever I think of how much time I'm wasting just wondering and rambling. I'm scared shitless of my dissertation. This morning I tried to get started on a simple, short assignment of 1500 words and all I got was a rush of random, poorly developed ideas and a lot of fidgeting. I do not even want to think about having to sit down and actually write my dissertation.
And the evil door to door survey looms dark and menacing over our poor heads.
Sigur Ros make me want to run away from here and do my thing, which in my case would probably mean running around looking at other people's "things" and wondering why I wasn't the one doing them. Sigur Ros attest to the beauty within Man's soul. Honestly. I love them. And I wanna go to Iceland. Now!
Apparently the title of this song means: "Within me a lunatic sings"
:D
till next time
Liz
xx
Saturday, December 6, 2008
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