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"And send me another postcard"
Apr. 30th, 2011 07:32 pmYesterday I watched All Good Things..., the last episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation. I kept tearing up. I didn't even like the series very much when I first started watching the first season, but now I find myself rather attached to all the characters. I'll miss them.
Today I read "Goodbye to Berlin" by Christopher Isherwood and loved it. It left me in a nostalgic, melancholy mood which I managed to combat by cleaning and rearranging my bookshelf.
"Berlin is a skeleton which aches in the cold: it is my own skeleton aching. I feel in my bones the sharp ache of the frost in the girders of the overhead railway, in the iron-work of balconies, in the bridges, tramlines, lamp-standards, latrines. The iron throbs and shrinks, the stone of the bricks ache dully, the plaster is numb."
( A couple of pictures from last weekend )
Today I read "Goodbye to Berlin" by Christopher Isherwood and loved it. It left me in a nostalgic, melancholy mood which I managed to combat by cleaning and rearranging my bookshelf.
"Berlin is a skeleton which aches in the cold: it is my own skeleton aching. I feel in my bones the sharp ache of the frost in the girders of the overhead railway, in the iron-work of balconies, in the bridges, tramlines, lamp-standards, latrines. The iron throbs and shrinks, the stone of the bricks ache dully, the plaster is numb."
( A couple of pictures from last weekend )
