Exhaustion is here and yet I keep going:
t's been something like two and a half weeks since I got a good night of sleep. I am in the process of moving and preparing for my new school and closing down things at my old school and I am slap-happy with weariness but some how I am going out at 10:30 on a week night to see the Swedish band Dungen, a band who sings in Swedish and somehow have been "lucky" enough to be adored by trendsetting hipsters. For me, the oddness of hearing a Swedish loved loved by Americans can't be underscored strongly enough because all my life being Swedish has been uncool or odd or weird. What an irony. Nevertheless, I will indulge and hear the language of my heart and hear it blasted through the walls of the Empty Bottle and feel at home in America, even if only for an hour.
tisdag, juli 19, 2005
The Distance
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