All entries for September 2007
September 27, 2007
I am finding myself in awe and envy of the creative prowess of some friends, especially art wise. My housemate Jen has donw some fantastic paintings that currentyl adorn our lounge and make me feel less a hovel and more a home and I’ve seen some of another friend’s work; and it’s staggering. And here I am with a melodica and a cassette of songs. Staring blankly whilst the cold makes me feel as if I am part of an Orwellian scene, four more cigarettes until Friday and a diet of tea and two slice. Though drinking from a dirty cup does not brush with such hardships.
Though we all romanticise right? I am also enduring a period of self loathing for my writing on blogs. Do I do it well, is it contrived? Or just my thoughts transferred onto the screen. The biggest wonder is do I write my fragments of depravity on here or tap them into word in moments of idleness. Questions quest yuns equestrians.
I think it’s about time I set the wheels in motion for my C Johnson aspirations to begin. Foggy eyes look at those foggy eyes…