Friday, October 26, 2012

slackened

It's hard to go to class when there's nothing to learn, when the motivation is kicks and giggles rather than graduation and there are few kicks and giggles to be had. The people in the class are pretty cool overall, the subject matter should be treated as something way more interesting, but since it isn't, it's hard to get motivated.

Instead, a walk to the cemetery, and the cathedral in the misty rain as it gets cold and autumnal. Frustrations of the political kind are tantamount and better articulated by others. It feels wrong to escape, too absurd to ruminate. Maybe when I get out of here my neck will feel less stiff and my soul will re-quicken...


3 comments:

  1. http://newbooksinscitechsoc.com/2012/10/26/pamela-o-long-artisanpractitioners-and-the-rise-of-the-new-sciences-1400-1600-oregon-state-university-press-2011/

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  2. So this is what it feels like, when slabs cry.

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  3. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Yboc75WufE

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