I reckon (with a British accent, not a hilljack's) it's about time I start updating this thinger again. Now is good a time as ever seeing how I just stumbled upon the room of my dreams! A study library. Small but a tall ceiling and windows overlooking the sea. Quiet with a sense of calm diligence. Perhaps finally I will make a successful start to my capstone thesis.
The past three weeks have been relatively uneventful but here is a short, sweet recap of the most memorable:
1. Ate too many gummy snakes at a punch party and danced with an inflatable flamingo.
2. Found a bridge behind our housing complex.
3. Ate fish and chips!
4. Picked rosemary from a giant bush growing from an abandoned hospital.
5. Bought a thrift store dress from a hobbit.
6. Drank cider on the beach and wandered aimlessly, discovering town.
7. Swam in the North Sea.
8. Napped under a Greenpeace van.
9. Danced my ass off to bagpipe jams.
Straight across ancient window holes, through which peak the grey brick facade of times long-past, I bear witness to a most vivid rainbow and crashing of sea birds into waves below.
It is starting to get VERY windy here. Winter will be brutal. But the dark clouds pass by like sails and the windy wisps kiss the sea so slightly, shadows dancing on the surface.
