…and it’s goodnight from her

Am feeling utterly sheepish and embarrassed about everything C***n related on this blog.  I have gone from desperately wanting him to read it to hoping fervently that he hasn’t.

It felt good to put my poems up there though.

Had a very empowering session with a student doing their FCA (final class assessment) this evening.

That’s all – just wanted to record my feelings of utter embarrassment, in the spirit of putting it all down just as it comes to me.  If nothing else this whole trip has taught me to be true to myself, to where I am at the moment, no matter how insane.  And that is a good thing.  Too often we cover up or explain – and like that character in “View from the Bridge” www.amazon.com/View-Bridge-Heinemann-Plays/dp/0435233122 – 271k I have allowed myself to be fully known.

Henry James is driving me mad at the moment.  I am reading a short (not very) story called “The Beast in the Jungle” en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beast_in_the_Jungle and I have never known anything take so long to get nowhere.

Will go to the chalet tomorrow.

Night night!  Sleep well.

enjoy life.  It’s the only one we have.



Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s