nostalgia as procrastination
i am nostalgic today. i keep looking at pictures and reading old words. all this to avoid the last push in the grading, i'm sure, but still, it makes me feel pleasantly gooey inside.
i can tell this is nostalgia as procrastination because it's generalized. there's no specific period my feelings are referencing, but instead the internal softness lends itself to any vignette that rises to the top of my mind.
when i'm in a mood like this it's difficult to concentrate. i want to put on a white scarf, sit under a flowering tree and read poetry.
but alas, it is still too cold for such a venture and i have too many mundane tasks to accomplish today to spend much time staring through space, gazing admiringly at my memories.
once this quarter's over though, i think i'll start taking pictures more seriously again. i do have a photoblog, after all. it may be time to put it to better use.
i can tell this is nostalgia as procrastination because it's generalized. there's no specific period my feelings are referencing, but instead the internal softness lends itself to any vignette that rises to the top of my mind.
when i'm in a mood like this it's difficult to concentrate. i want to put on a white scarf, sit under a flowering tree and read poetry.
but alas, it is still too cold for such a venture and i have too many mundane tasks to accomplish today to spend much time staring through space, gazing admiringly at my memories.
once this quarter's over though, i think i'll start taking pictures more seriously again. i do have a photoblog, after all. it may be time to put it to better use.