Sunday, June 12, 2016

Breathe In, Breathe Out

A Midsummer Night's Dream 

ACT I

SCENE I. Athens.The Palace of THESEUS

Hippolyta

Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;
Four nights will quickly dream away the time;
And then the moon, like to a silver bow
New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night
Of our solemnities

If I charted out this week in terms of events and general sense of merriment, it would reach a peak somewhere in the middle and then dip low, very low over the weekend. If the week were a person, she'd be the one bustling with the nerves and the pressure of entertaining until she finally gives up, takes off her pants and raises an ugly finger to the world. I try to calm her down. I do not enjoy the socialising myself.

The nights are perhaps the only time of the day that are utterly mine, now. And I've never been happier chasing dawns. 

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