Sunday, April 6, 2008

this is where i live



rows of tall bookshelves as far as i can see under these fluorescent lights, here i sit, slouch, shift, stand up, stretch, sit down again, hour after hour, facing the computer screen and keyboard which, in a certain combination, are supposed to produce a publishable thesis. from time to time i glance out the window at a patch of sunny blue sky, and the beginnings of daydreams form in my imagination, but i keep them in check. for just a little while longer, i'm staying in with harold.

2 comments:

Lynda said...

The pictures are truly lovely. I am sure that someday you will look back and miss Harold! Glad you have stuck with this and you are about ready to finish!

rantipoler said...

Ah, yes, the thesis writing days. I spent mine in the nearly sunless basement of my cousin's house. Those days will soon be upon be once more . . .