When it's all over
that is, both the Fringe and school coursework season, I will sleep for a week, and then I will do things like: Baking bread. Wandering at random taking photographs, wearing skirts that swish round my ankles, with no deeds to do, no promises to keep and no stress-knot in my stomach. Writing. Painting. Laundry. Seeing people I miss. Trying out that new brush which is sitting there looking at me, damn its nonexistent eyes. Reading the books which are also somehow staring reproachfully at me, whispering to me of the delicious juicy ideas inside them. Spending a few hours drawing with my Copic markers, not drawing anything in particular, just playing. Snuggling on the sofa watching TV which is neither useful nor improving. Going to the swimming pool across the road. Reading comics in bed with Dan. Dancing and talking nonsense late into the night. And so on. But for now... I'm about to run out for another insane evening. Just three more days like this to go.
If you're coming to the comedy at the Mitre tonight, you'll see a motion blur shaped like me there.
If you're coming to the comedy at the Mitre tonight, you'll see a motion blur shaped like me there.
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Hope it continues to go well, and isn't too stressful. And yes- roll on the end of the coursework season! *nods vehemently*
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Did it all go well?
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