"Home- home in the late-night...
and away- away in the half-life
except Saturday- crushed by the boring
until played and plagued again by the tourists
when once you had believed it
now you see it's sucking you in
to string you along with the pretense
and pave the way for the coming release
alone and prone in the half-light
and late- late to the real-life
if you find a way into the gold rush
you will stay until the morning comes
you can normalize
don't it make you feel alive."
LCD Soundsystem - Get Innocuous!
I went into work early on friday in order to leave early. I had failed to get enough sleep the previous night because I was up packing for the weekend and (failing to) organise myself. My housemate had also asked me to tidy my room for a quick look by another housemate who might want to move in. The look was cancelled about halfway through the tidying.
Friday I sped off to Bristol for a weekend of Dark Heresy. What should have been my magnum opus of Gming was a flawed work, but still enjoyed by the players. So that was good. The best part of course was laughing our heads off long into the night.
So I rushed back on sunday to see Mum, had dinner which was nice then caught the LATE train back to London. The train took an hour and a half due to engineering works so I ended up standing outside Waterloo at gone midnight waiting for the bus and fending off beggars.
Two of the number bus I needed went past 'out of service'. After half an hour I caught a bus that went nearer where I live than Waterloo. In that near-dark land I drifted through the dim streets of London, a strange calm falling on me. The epiphany that can only be experienced in such times was that being upset or angry that I was waiting at the bus stop, being threatened by beggars and feeling cold and tired did not make the bus come any faster. No matter how angry I got, the bus would not come. Thusly, there was no point in being angry. I would find my way home, I would sleep.
Getting off still some distance away I got on the other bus. In a few short minutes on a bus that was asleep besides myself and the driver I collapsed into bed at 1:36.
But what a weekend :D
except Saturday- crushed by the boring
until played and plagued again by the tourists
when once you had believed it
now you see it's sucking you in
to string you along with the pretense
and pave the way for the coming release
alone and prone in the half-light
and late- late to the real-life
if you find a way into the gold rush
you will stay until the morning comes
you can normalize
don't it make you feel alive."
LCD Soundsystem - Get Innocuous!
I went into work early on friday in order to leave early. I had failed to get enough sleep the previous night because I was up packing for the weekend and (failing to) organise myself. My housemate had also asked me to tidy my room for a quick look by another housemate who might want to move in. The look was cancelled about halfway through the tidying.
Friday I sped off to Bristol for a weekend of Dark Heresy. What should have been my magnum opus of Gming was a flawed work, but still enjoyed by the players. So that was good. The best part of course was laughing our heads off long into the night.
So I rushed back on sunday to see Mum, had dinner which was nice then caught the LATE train back to London. The train took an hour and a half due to engineering works so I ended up standing outside Waterloo at gone midnight waiting for the bus and fending off beggars.
Two of the number bus I needed went past 'out of service'. After half an hour I caught a bus that went nearer where I live than Waterloo. In that near-dark land I drifted through the dim streets of London, a strange calm falling on me. The epiphany that can only be experienced in such times was that being upset or angry that I was waiting at the bus stop, being threatened by beggars and feeling cold and tired did not make the bus come any faster. No matter how angry I got, the bus would not come. Thusly, there was no point in being angry. I would find my way home, I would sleep.
Getting off still some distance away I got on the other bus. In a few short minutes on a bus that was asleep besides myself and the driver I collapsed into bed at 1:36.
But what a weekend :D