Nothing yet...
Life has been very quiet so far. Or rather, my existance. I don't think much has happened lately, even if it probably has. It's pretty hard to write about nothing. Finally taking on a career by my own hands felt relatively rewarding at first but I'm still trapped in the same relatively unexciting everyday. I've been listening to random shoe-gaze and post-rock. Pretty downtempo, melancholic tunes. At times it's somewhat refreshing going back to the real world, removing the earphones and then notice an upbeat, if generic, piece running in the background of a TV show.
In terms of movies I don't think I've been watching much lately, still halfway through the simplistically dense Andrei Rublev and still procastrinating on Summer Days with Coo. Kafka's Country Doctor adaptation was excellent, but it's still a relatively undemanding short film despite showcasing very intense pieces of animation. I'm probably just as anxious as ever.
In terms of movies I don't think I've been watching much lately, still halfway through the simplistically dense Andrei Rublev and still procastrinating on Summer Days with Coo. Kafka's Country Doctor adaptation was excellent, but it's still a relatively undemanding short film despite showcasing very intense pieces of animation. I'm probably just as anxious as ever.