the moon is waking up now. today it is a sleepy hammock hanging low. yesterday it was a bright orange sliver, squinty. by next week, my bedroom will be fully illuminated at 2 am if i keep the shades open.
so i thought outside fidelity hall tonight, taking a break from the first night of four hour existentialism discussion. [we smoke in the designated area marked thank you for not smoking.]
one week back into nashville and already i am a student. already i am spending my mornings with a boy named christian, entertaining him with a convincing duck impression: make hand look like beak. quack. repeat indefinitely. already i've got meetings and possibilities and phonecalls home to say don't worry i've got leads. no money but leads. already.
and sigur ros plays a lingering anthem of pianos and bow-played guitars. meandering their way to something like a crescendo, then quiet. life in my room in the sleepy hours.
swing low.
Posted by bananie at January 8, 2003 12:00 AM | TrackBack
Annie--At first I pictured Christian as a boy on campus, a new love interest. The ducky thing just barely succeeded in disuading me from that belief. Tee, hee. xox
teehee. sorry katy. just a one-year-old boy in my life these days. i don't think i've ever met a boy on campus...
Annie... you know if you made more duck impressions on campus you probably WOULD meet some boys...
(I'd like to swing the the moon hammock please...)
Posted by: bandude at January 9, 2003 05:06 PM
I won two free tickets to see Sigur Ros live recently -- I'd never heard them before. I found the music hypnotic, gently evocative. But what I liked best were the visuals showed during the concert -- very sweet -- kids playing, laughing and crying; old folks tromping through the Icelandic snow.