Scribblings with Green Chalk


one of those gray cat mornings
January 14, 2008, 10:27 am
Filed under: Europe, animals, fairly trivial, student life, vitamin D

gray cat I saw a cat outside my window this morning. One of the few benefits of a basement apartment is the view of birds on the lawn, clueless rodents, and, yes, an occasional cat. More often, however, you get to see the irresolute legs of someone heading to the supermarket or rubber boots of kids running towards the nearby playground.

And, anyway, it’s winter in Europe. No sun, no chance of sunlight, vitamin D is a hallucinatory dream, and seasonal affective disorder is just your plain usual depression, because there is no sun. But, as my roommate reassured me, it’s gonna be over in a few months, sometime in April maybe. Till then, it’s visits to the pharmacy and bleak essays on the eternal decline of our culture. Now you know where European decadence comes from.

Meanwhile, I feel like never leaving the house, only lounging in my pj’s and watching Katharine Hepburn movies.


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I sent the Weakerthans CDs! I hope you enjoy them, hugs, dd

Comment by Denise January 15, 2008 @ 6:02 pm

Yes, that should help as much as vitamin D :-)

Comment by Januaries January 15, 2008 @ 6:54 pm

Hey, its hot, hot, hot here in the Southern Hemisphere. That may sound pleasant but I’m currently quite unable to sleep because of the heat so that is not so good.

Comment by Make Tea Not War January 16, 2008 @ 11:30 am

What the hell is that ‘Thought Fox’ thing?

I think, even though I moved away from the grey north of Europe it followed me inside. I doubt it’ll ever go away…

Comment by BD January 16, 2008 @ 5:01 pm

Hey, Make Tea Not War, sorry about the heat. But you’ve given me an idea: I’ll try thinking of New Zealand when the absence of sun gets to me. A little visualization won’t hurt. I don’t know if the reverse works for you, though. Maybe an imaginary iceberg would be better :-)

The Thought-Fox, BD, leapt out of Ted Hughes’s poem (know thy poetry, Englishman ;-) ). But, seriously, I don’t expect you to know it. This poem helps me organize the chaos of my thoughts, especially when I’m stuck with an idea that hides from fuller articulation. I like the image of embodied thoughts, especially in the form of foxes.

What state are you in? I don’t mean emotionally, because it seems to me that we could set up a SAD club. I mean where in the US, if that’s not too inquisitive. Anyway, good luck to both you and Make Tea Not War in chasing away seasonal displeasure.

Comment by Januaries January 16, 2008 @ 7:25 pm

Sorry, my abstract thinking is out of gear - immediately fox means poem, sigh…

MO; a SAD Club, good idea but can I be president?

Comment by BD January 16, 2008 @ 9:47 pm

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