Monday, 12 April 2010

Eight (six now) days before I say goodbye

I sat to write this post the other night but I had absolutely no inspiration.
that's the problem with writing a blog, I can't seem to complete my sentences and I start writing like a boring robot (or would that make me an android?).
INSPIRATION, MUSE - that is what I hope to gain from this trip among other things.
wow, this paragraph is quite fluent (after a few minutes of editing). I was actually able to write something true.
So.. I think I can contribute this sudden adequate burst to the fact that I've just finished watching a movie.
When I really enjoy a movie and it does not matter if it's a drama or a comedy, I lose myself in it. and afterwards I become different. It's like I absorb certain attributes from the main character/s,
and I find it fascinating.
The feeling can last for a few minutes or a few hours.
I can turn sarcastic (more than I already am),  I can adopt a foreign accent and sometimes even fight crime.
I like walking around knowing that I'm a different character with new abilities. it is also fun being the only one who realizes that.
now the problem is that I can't use this power when I want to, I always find myself in the situation where this feeling is long gone, and it's just me against the world.

The best 'high' I've ever had was from a sleeping pill (can't remember much of it though), but the second best one is that feeling I get when I'm fully absorbed and lash out.


p.s.
it works with books as well 


A friend of mine once said that men are like refrigerators, I hope she knows now this isn't true.
(you know who you are) Did you happen to change your mind in the past couple (maybe more) of years?
oh, if you don't know who you are, then you were probably drunk when you said it, but you still meant it.
I usually remember my drunken conversations.
are you with me?


the original post:

The cliché song by John Denver comes to mind "All my bags are packed I'm ready to go..."
I've got a few more minor details to sort out and that is it.
My plane leaves on the 19th at 10:15 to London, my favourite city in the world.
I'm excited and scared, and I can't wait to start my adventure.
I'm looking forward to flying alone, it seems like fun.
I love flying, I love the flight itself and the fact that I'm going to a far away place.

I'll be staying in London for 1 night, at St. Pancras YHA.
On the next day I'm going to hop on the train to Edale, the little town that marks the beginning of the "Pennine way" - setting out on an adventure of 429 km (that is a lot of day-dreaming).

cheers then...

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