Category: Everyday
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Calm air
A flight to Zürich that was bizarrely quick and easy… Did you know that KLM doesn't even check passports a second time, while getting on the plane, any more? The American TSA must be absolutely furious. Swift, sunny, calm. Roggenbrot, Käse; quick laundry, buy food. Go through documents on computer, transfer to phone and iPad…
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Could-be-other
A beautiful day. A list of things done. A meeting, minor enough. A couple of days ago, finishing up a preparatory paper for one of my upcoming exams, I realized I was tensing up enough to make myself uncomfortable, and in some actual pain – took a medication I had thought I didn't need any…
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Glorious
A glorious day – as we name it: yesterday was like this too. The first few days of June, and England seems to have remembered what it has been told by other countries, in those pubs where they all hang out, that in June it is summer, and in summer it is sunny and warm…
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Anxiety-confidence-fear-pride-resignation-…
So: a bit too many appointments, too much teaching (though it is not going badly); editing the book; studying for four Jung-Institut exams, with two papers; taking over the HIV group's peer counseling… I have been thrown from worry to a more steely determination, and through everything between, in more and more erratic and rapidly…
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Beautiful men
After a couple of weeks with a lot of teaching and students; and after a lot of promises to continue editing the anthology, and studying for my Jung-Institut exams – about half of those promises broken, but I do try to keep going; and after somewhat warmer (though not actually warm) weather; and after a…
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Visceral
And so: since the chilly equilibrium reached at the end of my previous post, there has been a feeling of negotating the curves in existence, but with certain blinkers, or speed governors, removed from the engines, from the windshields… (Hmm, I wonder if my brother would appreciate the car metaphors. He'd probably manage them better.)…
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In-the-midst-of
A day that had one-thing-after-another in it: some are familiar, even long-repeated actions, some are new; there are pleasures, there are boring bits: and that quailty that has appeared in several (no: in a number) of my posts lately, of being transitional, of being sort of in-between. Liminal, perhaps. With students, cheerful or as though…
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Baked goods
A surprisingly intricate, but entirely pleasant, encounter in the bakery area of Marks & Sparks, near the bus station… I was wandering around rather haplessly, my usual graying-academic look, with the relaxed but indecisive style I evidently have when presented with a huge array of possible meals. Although I don't eat much bread, I thought…
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Flashes
A long day, with flashes of light in it, crossing before and after the full moon. Analysis, this time in Manchester, which means going to the train station early, realized I hadn't bought a ticket in advance, bought one fast at the machine, got going, arrived, we talked about dreams… But the day did have…
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Sunny
Two days in a row of actually steadily sunny weather – hot, by Newcastle standards (above 70º, a bit at least). Lovely… a tendency to sit outside at cafés and talk, and eat… And the men of northern England (and perhaps the women, I haven't really noticed of course) are looking their best: this is…
Paul Attinello 