living the dream

For some reason, the light in my bathroom has been changed while I was gone over the weekend and when I switched it on last night it burnt out right away. Drag. So today when I showered I put my little lamp in there because it felt weird showering in semi-darkness. The soft-light effect made me think of hotels, or perhaps I was already thinking of hotels because of my current reading material. And also I guess my bathroom seems pretty deluxe at the moment considering I spent the weekend not showering, living in a van and a tent, being fed goon in the middle of a crowd and dancing in dust.

There's all manner of books lying about my room and I'm in the middle of two right now. But the one I'm kind of addicted to and can't stop reading is Alex James' autobiography bit of a blur. On the back there's a quotation from the Daily Telegraph saying "There is something funny, or charming, or absurd on nearly every page." When I read that I thought "Oh really?" Yes, really. It's hilarious in parts, honest, and often times surprising. There are lots of golden nuggets of truth in there too. For example something that struck me today was: "The tragedy of getting what you want is that when you do actually get it, you always lose what you had." I'm not sure how reading this is going to help my thesis writing but in a weird way I feel like it will.

At work last night I wondered to myself if the heroine of my story would like my job, and what she would make of my lifestyle.