Tranquility
Waterlily House, Kew. Sept ‘07
The burden of the semi-professional procrastinator is the absence of guilt-free down time. There is always something you’re meant to be doing.
Tonight, after a long, busy but good day at work, and even though I have writing waiting to be done, I allowed myself some time to just be.
I called ahead from the train so my favourite Thai take-away was waiting as I passed. I faffed around online, and cleared my email inbox from over 600 messages to 63. I had a long, hot, candlelit bath whilst listening to Loretta Lynn and Rosie Thomas.
I’ve always had trouble clearing my head of busyness; thoughts and worries collide ’til they’re so entangled as to be indistinguishable from one another. Tonight I tried to give each one time, moving carefully from one lilypad to the next, in remembrance of one of the most tranquil places I’ve ever been.
So I cosy down for an earlyish night with Sarah in my ears, more ready that I was to face tomorrow.
hey! Sunday wont be so bad! I’ll be there! Mmwuahahaha x
and it was fab indeed. Love you!
The Bones Of You isn’t about that at all.
I’ve had those moments and that life.
It’s about realising an old love was THE love and no matter how good you get at whatever it is you do now, you’ll never be as complete or as happy again.
Maybe it’s a male thing?
Hello “Ah, that’ll be me then”. I think you meant to comment on a different post, where I put the words to the Elbow song, Bones Of You.
I know the song definitely talks about his past love… but the bit I was particularly taken with was the how it was a strain of music that took him to that place; the the smell of a perfume reminding you of your primary school teacher, or your long-dead grandmother – the memory is one part, but the triggering fragrance is just as interesting.
Thanks for stopping by!
Jude x