02.09.21

02.09.21

First day back! Packing! Moving! Painting? Chaos!

28.09.21

“An honest man has nothing to fear, so I’m trying my best not to be afraid.”

I’ve got a lot to do, but I’m working hard. I finished the two assignments I had due today. More are on the horizon and when they get here I’ll finish them too. Then I’ll finish the next ones. I can do this all day. Did you understand that reference? For now, I’ll rest. I can’t save the world if I don’t save myself first.

Listening to Let It Be—The Beatles

“I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You are alive. And you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song, on that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.” The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) dir. Stephen Chbosky

20.09.21

Bernardo: What, is Horatio there?

Horatio: A piece of him.

It seems like I can never finish what I intend to, but here’s to progress. I caught up on español esta mañana. I started my English for the week, I write as I swat the essay I’ve yet to begin back into the deepest recesses of my mind. Despite the circumstances—mostly your generic brand existential dread—I am here, if only a piece of me.

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” —F. Scott Fitzgerald”

« Mon cher, au milieu de la haine, j’ai trouvé qu’il y avait en moi un amour invincible. Au milieu des larmes, j’ai trouvé qu’il y avait en moi un sourire invincible. Au milieu du chaos, j’ai trouvé qu’il y avait en moi un calme invincible. J’ai réalisé à travers tout cela que, au milieu de l’hiver, il y avait en moi un été invincible, et cela me rend heureux, car il dit que peu importe comment le monde pousse contre moi, en moi, il y a quelque chose plus fort, quelque chose de mieux poussant de retour. » —Albert Camus

12.09.21

A well-earned—so I must remind myself ad nauseum—relaxing weekend, one of the last I may see for a while now as I become caught up with the momentum of my classes. I set up my new bookshelf, now home to a plant and some books I found at a local used bookstore. I’m hoping to bring the rest of my favourites from home (is here supposed to be home now?) in a couple of weeks.

On another note—no apology will be given for the delight that is my own organic humour—I’m nearing the end of River Flows in You. It has been a drawn out process, but more in the sense of savouring, or so my nostalgic mind tells me.

I may be gone for a while. I’m not sure, more so than usual. I will be back. Until then, I hope you find what you need, if not what you’re looking for.

You’re still here? It’s over, go home.

Go!

23.09.21

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” —Douglas Adams

It must be Thursday. My morning went well with studying and Spanish class, but I did nearly nothing for the rest of the day. My essay outline and introductory paragraph are due tomorrow…and I haven’t started. Though, I remind myself, I’ve done this before. Procrastination has yet to fail me, but more likely I have yet to fail myself. I can do this, tomorrow. It’s time to call it a night; finish each day and be done with it.

Tonight’s playlist:

Near Light—Ólafur Arnalds

good things take time—Christian French

Scared of the Dark (feat. XXXTENTACION)—Lil Wayne