Transitoire

By Transitoire

Emprisonnée: deuxième jour

Light at the end of the tunnel.

Even though it has only been two days, I'm starting to go a bit stir-crazy I think. Staying at home is all well and good, but when you cannot leave your house (in this case due to snow)...time somehow slows down.

I feel like I've been pretty productive today...I've submitted my essay and dossier, written the worksheets for the quatrième INTER for the next three weeks, skyped Sam (strange that even though it was only mid-morning in France, he was getting ready to go out for the evening...different sides of the world skyping, always an experience!), chatted to Mathieu for a while (turns out he's in an orchestra, who knew!), skyped Mum when she came in from work. Human contact is always needed on days like this I would say!

I also watched Spring Offensive's new music video, 'No Assets', about fifty times...take the take out to have a look at it, it really is worth it. Points to anyone who can guess how they did it without reading the blurb! Hardy's 'Tess of the D'Urbervilles' was finished today as well; Because what's the use of learning that I am one of a long row only--finding out that there is set down in some old book somebody just like me, and to know that I shall only act her part; making me sad, that's all. The best is not to remember that your nature and your past doings have been just like thousands' and thousands', and that your coming life and doings 'll be like thousands' and thousands'...written more than hundred years ago today, yet this phrase is just as relevant today as it was then. Classic books; always worth a read on a trapped day.

This is a little springy bumblebee, looking a bit lonely in the snow without any children! Took me about an hour to do a ten minute round trip, and the snow is piled up round the roads about four inches high...pretty fun to leap over as a car comes towards you on slippy roads...hey ho, some of the bus services are running so tomorrow (if the weather keeps getting better) I will be able to get out finally. Dreaming of freedom.

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