11.03.2005

teatime.

i am so tired today. maybe i slept too much. or perhaps it is the thoughts of reading all night with no one but my yellow book at hand. the next work of tackle: jonathan crary's "techniques of the observer". i have been wanting to read this book for such a long time, but now that the time has finally come and i am pressured to finish, it seems like such a task.
something must have been wrong and at odds in the universe the other night. so many people had worried, or angry, frustrated voices coming to me thru the phone. all i could do was listen and try to be sympathetic. there are so many times when there is nothing to be done but just look into the eyes of the other and be.
i am thinking of tea...the warm, soothing calmness of it, the destroyer of my laptop (which by the way, i still haven't gotten back yet, argh!)...i will soon venture out from the library (maybe my third home away from home after laika)...eesh...the autumn air seems like it will welcome me tonight, a breath of freshness that is very much needed. ok, off into the wind and falling leaves i go.
i've found it...the teapot that i want and desire. at long last. simple, elegant, pure...now to figure out how to get it from new york. for now i have too many books to buy...maybe this can be a little christmas gift hint...hehe.
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