reading around blogs
it seems to me that
that in the 1st day of work of the week
maybe because of the Monday's blues
we all humans seem to think more about
that universal nothingness
"that sneaking feeling of existing"
for me i think the antibiotics had made it!
they put me on lazy and very dizzy spell
not really depressed but more tired
and unmotivated, and slightly dizzy
about to miss the equilibrium at each step
just a general fragility of spirit, body and character
and
i cannot play with photos
it makes me really sad!
'cause complex visual patterns make more dizzy
and already have to deal with a screen at work 8 hrs a day
and one of the things that scared that feeling away
has always been for me, to get lost on my photos
or the many of wonderful photographers around the
world wide web
but... ah these days
i miss watching photos on 23 and playing with mine
but little time and big headaches every time i try to see many images
ah sigh...
already 2 weeks and no photos...
sad
but soon! this wednesday i am finally off
this awful medication
and so much this feeling peruses around Mondays
that Milan Kundera wrote a book about it...
i read it many many years ago
and i barely remember the plot
maybe is time to re-read
have always loved the implications of the title
Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
La insoportable levedad del ser
