|Current mood:|| good|
|Current music:||Drive All Night - Bruce Springsteen|
I think I'll live in a trailer
Early mornings, or very late nights. Depends on how you look at it. I've been waking up in the middle of the night, usually around 3 or 4, up for about half an hour. No nightmares or anything like that. Just awake. I stare at the lavalamp I had bought last week as a present for myself. But in my cold bedsit (shoebox apartment), the wax hardly warms enough to move about properly, it costs a fortune to heat.
I stay under the covers, the electric blanket underneath me, so toasty. Sometimes, I wish I could pull the blankets over my head and stay there for a few days, but I know from experience, that just makes me feel worse. So now when I can't sleep, I had been using guided meditation but I think I've worn it out. Now it's Bruce Springsteen when he tells me he would drive all night. Whoever that lucky girl was.
But I feel good. I went to look at a new place yesterday, my current landlady has been making noises about my smoking. And if you know me at all, that's my 'one' thing. I have to be able to smoke in my house. Don't get me wrong, I open tons of windows, etc...but I want to be able to light up whenever I want. I know....but I want what I want.
Anyhow, the new place is actually a trailer by the sea. Literally 30 yards from the roll of the waves. I can watch the tide wax and wan from my bedroom window. This little trailer is what they call a 'caravan' here in Ireland (watch Snatch, you'll see what I mean) and is twice as large as my current place for the same amount of money.
I'll now have a proper living room, a galley kitchen, a spare bedroom which will be my art/writing room and a yard where I can plant flowers (if I want), and windows! lots of windows where I can hang things in. Shelves, storage. It's awesome. I'm very pleased with it. It is a trailer, but it's beside the sea. I can make coffee and drink it in the mornings there. Watch the mist blow across the Burren islands across the way. Plus it's a very private spot, more time to really be alone when I want it. Photos whenever I move in.
Met up with friends a couple of weeks back, it was grand. Connected with a guy over music, he marry's in the Fall to his longtime girlfriend. But it's nice to know there are still some people I can connect with.
Shot of a bathroom door in the pub. I just love graffiti in bars. It's like a request, instead of a slap. It wants to be read, begs to be read whereas on the street, you usually have no choice but to read.
My new place is further away from my placement and the university, but there's bus service and I can ride my bike on the promenade all the way downtown, if I want. It rains in different kinds of degrees here. Sometimes it's pouring, spitting, pissing, or it's like a fine mist which layers against your skin making it feel young and new. That's my favourite kind. I'd trade snow for rain any day.
My sea shell collection has already begun.