Thursday was a day for poetry. In the middle of my work I suddenly felt I need a poetry break. So I grabbed some Ted Hughes and read (like there was no tomorrow). Hard to go back to work after that, I tell you...
In the evening I popped to see a photo exhibition of a fellow photographer, you know see what he has done, wish him good luck and stuff :) Then I went to a poetry reading that was accompanied by some music... (I would like to do that one day... will somebody do the music for me?)
The only problem with all this poetry is that in the end I felt very cynical... but I guess I was cynical before anyway... Thursdays come and go... and the cynicism stays...
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