flaneur
so today i hit a wall.
for no real reason at all. you know, just one of those days when your brain is like, "umm. information overload." and then for two or three hours, nothing.
no smart thoughts.
no intellectually provocative ideas.
no witty comments.
nothing.
except for commanding the body to do the necessary things:
breathe
blink
swallow
heart beat
respond to the bite of cold air
and...walking.
flaneur means "to stroll" in french. some french guy named walked around the city in order to experience it, then of course tried to write his own observant-participant thoughts into a social theory. yah gotdamn right that's elitist as fuck but i walked around midtown manhattan for 3 hours today.
not necessarily to experience it. (because who would wanna put themselves through that pain?)
but because i just couldn't figure out what else to do.
blah.
for no real reason at all. you know, just one of those days when your brain is like, "umm. information overload." and then for two or three hours, nothing.
no smart thoughts.
no intellectually provocative ideas.
no witty comments.
nothing.
except for commanding the body to do the necessary things:
breathe
blink
swallow
heart beat
respond to the bite of cold air
and...walking.
flaneur means "to stroll" in french. some french guy named walked around the city in order to experience it, then of course tried to write his own observant-participant thoughts into a social theory. yah gotdamn right that's elitist as fuck but i walked around midtown manhattan for 3 hours today.
not necessarily to experience it. (because who would wanna put themselves through that pain?)
but because i just couldn't figure out what else to do.
blah.