Don't we look happy? Don't we look radient! (Don't look at the trainers - we were hiking)Quite the contrast to me now, hunched over my laptop, only the weak glow of the screen to illuminate my sallow face, looking through hollow eye sockets at the grey street below, just one dirty terraced house repeated over and over, far as the eye can see; the only splashes of colour penetrating the depressing monotony being the claret recycling bins spilling over outside each abode.
How I long for the Canadian Autumn, every colour in the rainbow and more captured in Autumn leaves, the colours alone bright enough to warm you from the soul despite the chilling (but wonderfully fresh) Autumn air. The landscape is a waterfall of beauty and colour, drenching the senses, stretching farther than the eye can see, stretching farthere even than my imagination can in concocting scenes of beauty. I can't begin to describe. I'll post a photo - not that it will do justice - but look at these: how can anyone comparing these two scenes draw the conclusion that my depression is unjustified?!
I need light, I need air.
This street reminds me of the one i'm currently residing on. I completely understand your depression maple mind. The utter blandness and claustrophobic nature of the street is one which i'm find myself stuck in. I find that sticking photos of scenes from your travel on your window helps. You get a bit of a shock when you go outside, but at least it helps you feel more posistive when indoors. This is also works if you stick them on the ceiling.
ReplyDeleteFailing this, buy some colourful plant pots (they're do some good ones in asda) and put them around your room. At least you can pretend that you back in Canada.
Hope this helps!
I Love the idea of sticking photos on the ceiling!! i've spent so many hours not being able to get to sleep, just staring at my ceiling, trying to pretend its the same ceiling as my room in Rhode Island, and when i wake up in the morning it'l be the trees and green grass, with the squirrels and big birds.
ReplyDeleteit never is.
Jess you're a genius, but I'll never want to leave my room! Nothing different there though...
ReplyDeleteLouise, so many happy memories of joy in that photograph. I can see how I was smiling back then, but now I smile no more.
ReplyDeleteLife is just not that same as it was back then, up on that mountain. We were free, our heads full of ideas! remember how we talked of making films and crazy artworks. we had inspiration!
But now, being back here, my mind is not so free.
its hard to be inspired these days.....