Still home. 2 cigarettes and coffees later, I feel somewhat more on earth. I am continuing to panick on the to-do-list of the period. In the morning I read a bit the co-algebra stuff. But all I want to think of right now is the taste of Rochefort 10degrees, feel the indulging tipsiness of Duvel.
Yes my bills are paid. I am -self-acclaimedly- cute. My house is clean, my bf has muscular arms. Yet I am not satisfied.
I miss..
Yes my bills are paid. I am -self-acclaimedly- cute. My house is clean, my bf has muscular arms. Yet I am not satisfied.
I miss..
posted by irem at 1/12/2007 11:22:00 AM
3 Comments:
we always miss ; aren't we?
sometimes something usually everything hardly only one thing. which combination is true ?
bartan
'eros' in greek means the desire to have that thing that you do not have. it is a desire that is never fulfilled, that is the meaning of the word...definitionally analytic...
i miss not having these cramps and being able to run around...
yes we miss all the time... almost. i think we miss authentic experiences most densely. like we miss that breeze at kordon which comes suddenly as we sip our cold beer. we miss the smells and sights and sounds of the living room of our childhood's grandparents. we miss the totally mixed feeling of going home after a night in the lab, sometimes victorious, sometimes frustrated, almost always quite, exhausted. we miss those moments when the one we are with verbalises the exact thing we are thinking.
but i am content this morning.
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