The deliberatie was a success and tonight and tomorrow I have proclamatie at both of the schools I teach at. Should be simple and then another day of meetings for the English department and then doctors appointments and then Friday working in the evening to register new comers to the English language courses. and then ;;;; Late night driving to the Ardennes for a family weekend to celebrate Opas Verjaardag 90, but home quickly to vote on sunday. Hectic
Cold winds a blowin, sing songs a howlin. The weather is raw the weather is king. Shorter days knocking at the door. remembrances of yesteryear, the good old days, realizing they are permanently gone and that it will never be the same state again. Its a hard world to swallow sometimes, and especially as the time progresses and with that the expectations of adaption and evolution are ever present.. But it's easier to reflect than pro actively predict.! I am faced with the harsh reality that the place in the world that I am from , the magical all possible place that I come from is vanishing, slipping away and turning into a place of sour milk and no longer that rich golden land of milk and honey...... no dwelling but really dwelling. that is the state I sit in. the longing and desperation of knowing exactly how things would turn out. its gone its gone so gone gone gone... not hopeless just placeless spaceless danceless joyless empty outta wack adaptive acceptance
Comments
I've been reading this meltwithyou-thing now for a while with great pleasure.
Nevertheless some comments:
1) Who's Crumpet?
2) Why did the wedding didn't make it on your blog? Do you really remember nothing about it?
3) One advice for this sunday: don't look for Obama, he's ruling the world but he's not on our list...
Keep on writing the stuff, it's my entertainment for the weekly tuesday-evenings in Amsterdam!
Greetz,
winnik