Monday, March 12, 2018
No Need to Say It
I won't go on about the shifting of the clocks. We are all against it. I've never met anyone who likes it (but maybe that is just the crowd I run with). And even though I don't really have a set time to be up, my body is all jacked around by it this morning. Maybe it is my brain. I don't know. Unfortunately, however, I return to the factory today and must be there at an earlier than "normal" time. Not the factory, actually, not where my office is, but at an off-site version. It will be a long day. That is the perfect way to end a vacation.
My nose is sniffly and my throat a little scratchy. My body feels like cement.
But I won't go on about it. No, not me.
It is to be a rainy day. The sun will not come up making the entire ordeal worse.
Let's talk about aesthetics. Or something else. What do YOU want to talk about?
I like these blurry pictures most, I think. Or at least "a lot." They are more dreamlike, I guess. They seem universal. It is like trying to say something without knowing what it is, a mystery shrouded in an idea. Riffing on Arbus there.
But I must begin my day which will lack all aesthetic qualities. Back to the land of the living dead.
And I really don't like the changing of the clocks.
Posted by cafe selavy at 7:57 AM