Work is back to being quite slow and boring.. I think I am going to continue writing my novel.
This morning our kitchen fuse blew out so I had to go to Starbucks for morning coffee and I couldn't get internet so I decided to continue working on my novel. And now I am thinking why did I ever stop working on it? It's a good way to waste some time on my computer.
And then of course I had to take pictures at work and I am terrible at taking pictures because I have never even owned a camera up until this May and guess what it's the simplest cheapest digital camera you can imagine... so I don't even know how to use this slightly more expensive equipment and thank god nobody cares otherwise I would look like a complete fool.
But back to my novel. I feel like Mort Rainey from the "Secret Window" movie, wearing glasses, writing a novel, drinking coffee.. all I am missing are Pall Malls and a cabin in the woods.
I want to retreat into a cabin in the woods. I am hoping that in a few years time I will be able to spend some time alone from civilization and sit in the woods with my cat and another human, or a few humans, and just chill for a bit. Maybe make some huge artwork that will be the size of a mansion, or a series of crazy paintings, or a really long and boring and fantastic video diary. Or maybe just meditate for months and not do anything at all, and eat only vegetables and fruits and pretend to be a monk.
There is something incredibly wonderful about the world of forgetting civilization or pretending it doesn’t exist.
