Still Life With Absinthe, Van Gogh
This time tomorrow, what will we see?
Fields full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets
I don’t know where I’m going, I don’t want to see
I feel the world below me looking up at me
—This Time Tomorrow, The Kinks.
This is a photo of the lighting board for work. We’ve started back into rehearsals, and well, at least its something to do right? Among other things… I need to clean my room, I have a whole bunch of clothes I really really want but not nearly enough money and I’m feeling almost totally uninspired. Oh well, time to put on my PJ’s and crawl under the covers.
Its actually after two in the morning and I am not asleep and I go back to rehearsals tomorrow- I am universally screwed. I feel like going out to wake up my Mom so she can share in the pain but that would just be mean. Instead, I will watch this terrible reality TV show about cheerleaders.
Success and failure are equally disastrous.
—Tennessee Williams
I’ve been back from vacation for a few days, and I’m still procrastinating on a bunch of things I should be doing. Its dawning on me that I have about a month and a half before I go back to school and many, many things are still not sorted out. In reality, all I really feel like doing half the time is spend the day in bed reading and watching movies. But I have to go myself in gear.
We haven’t located us yet.
—The Darjeeling Limited