Miercurea Ciuc, March 2005
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A truckload of trouble
I feel like an old collectors scratching through my odds and ends. What should I offer you today?
Oh, here you are!
Wondering wanderings
I wander. So does the thought. Is this why they say “wondering”? Let me tell you, if that is the reason, it just confuses pupils trying to learn English. Of course, this is a false argument meant to help me escape, once more, from the daily disappointments and confrontations. Maybe I should focus on philosophy. But it doesn’t pay the bills. It just doesn’t pay. This post is going nowhere fast. Both it and I are stuck here. Wandering. Wondering.
I wish I could make fun of this pensive mood. Which reminds of the daffodils. Which means Wordsworth. Who I am not. But I wish I was wordsworthy.
Greetings from Miercurea Ciuc.
Me
By myself? Left alone? Bored? Deserted? Sunny? Singled out? Supporting? Waiting?
Sunday trip to the lake
We have been at the lake, to
Mogosoaia. After cosmic wanderings and wrong turns, not necessarily in that order, we managed to arrive when the place was literally closing. But in the best of lights.
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