WORK & TV. Who said I couldn't work in front of the tv? Yesterday, I have spent the whole afternoon working in front of a re-run of all the gilmore-girls episodes stored on my computer. Cool... Or pathetic, depending on how you want to look at it. However, the work I had to do was so boring that it did call for a compensation of some kind. Anyways, re-reading my previous entry, I realise that it's quite selfish and incomplete. Opaline is one of these people I would like to write to, but then again, wouldn't know what to say beyond ordinary boring things. I can totally bond with her thirst for new places, new languages, new people... And what with this feeling of being opressed, gasping for air upon coming back home... Well, I guess that's the way travel goes - but it's so great that she did get it together and started out on this, straight out of highschool. I would have loved to do the same, but I was stalled, and I let myself be stalled - But that's not the point. As for the wilderness, that's totally a part of it, with its ups and downs, 'til one finds one's goals, one's landmarks - 'til then, one keeps bumping all over the place in a daze of lights and colors, with passages throught the shadowy areas and ocasionnal tunnels, the whole journey leading you to the full *TILT*So I guess I just want to say, thanks for sharing it with us, goodluck, keep it up, and enjoy! Reading: Selected Tales , by E. Poe. posted by A. 11:34 AM . . .
