I had weird friends.
Also, I'm in abeyance. ("...segue!") Rather, this blog is in abeyance. I'm deep deep in the deepness of creating my final project for this MA--the dissertation, really--and I'm so deep at the moment that I can't even come up for air to post about my progress. Though I should, really, because it would probably help me sort through some things, and who knows, maybe some brilliant performance artist might stumble across my flailings and write something inspiring in the comment section that simultaneously lifts my spirit and solves all my problems.
Or maybe I'll just go back under this bed.
At any rate, I'll resurface shortly. With a bounty of information and Fun Things to Do.
In the meantime, here's a teaser:
5 comments:
Love the image. By the way, lulls are part of the process. The part that makes you want to bang your head against the pavement, but still. Like the adolescence of the process. Without a date to the dance. If you know what I mean.
Oh, I totally get that lulls are part of the process. As someone who's always anxious for SOMETHING! NEW! TO! HAPPEN!, I have grown exponentially better at just allowing things to marinate.
My problem now is that the lulls have taken over. And nobody wants over-marinated performance art. Or whatever the metaphor is -- I've lost track.
I should be working and not posting comments. Damn yooooooou!
I, for one, cannot wait for your imminent return. Over-marinated or no.
Thank you Edwardo. You're sweet. Good people. I know not what I do to deserve friends like yourselves.
This is gorgeous!
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