Wondering Thoughts with Whitney
Went to Glamis Castle yesterday. Dreamt about the grey lady…I think. Froze walking around the grounds of the castle. Looking forward to warm breezes, no breezes and stifling heat. Oh, please. Oh, please. Oh, please. Staying in Stirling the next few days where I will meet up with Emily-once again. On Friday we are going to have another driving tour of the lochs near here. Until that time I have to fight with my desire to rest and my drive to read for my dissertation. I am keenly aware that Aug 31st will be here all too soon. I also have a meeting with my advisor when I get back from the States and am not sure what I am going to say at this point. Yeah, um I’m thinking about tragedy, community and mystical theology. Go! Don’t think that thought process would be impressive.
I worry too much. Or think too much…or too little. Like I have been doing today-running around cleaning my flat and packing. Always something extreme. (the previous sentences will only make sense to those of you with refernces to the type of extremes I am talking about)Yes, well, I think that my train of thought has flown the coupe and so I am going to go watch Poirot. Always good for setting my mind at ease…or entertaining me…which sounds less worrisome. I should hope murder mysteries don’t set my mind at ease. Oh dear. Wishing that all your brains don’t feel like mine. Love.
I worry too much. Or think too much…or too little. Like I have been doing today-running around cleaning my flat and packing. Always something extreme. (the previous sentences will only make sense to those of you with refernces to the type of extremes I am talking about)Yes, well, I think that my train of thought has flown the coupe and so I am going to go watch Poirot. Always good for setting my mind at ease…or entertaining me…which sounds less worrisome. I should hope murder mysteries don’t set my mind at ease. Oh dear. Wishing that all your brains don’t feel like mine. Love.