1.想要增一个叫做想要的分类
每一次走在路上,都会想到一些可以做的事。比如说前天我下班回家,在解放南路上骑车飞驰,尽力地屏住呼吸,但是尾气还是努力地钻进我的鼻腔。到了高架桥那里,身边狂奔的汽车纷纷上桥,在我的左上方点亮一条条黄色的闪亮的线条。我想:这样恶劣的环境真应给我一个防毒面具。次而想到:城市的绚烂和个人所承受的种种压力和代价,在这个一个人车分流的横版画面上,就好像一个过关游戏一样迷人。所以立刻想到:可以把这样一个场景画出来,让表面的美好掩盖那种喧嚣和悲苦感,呈现出一篇气派而灿烂的发展中国家的景象;然后想到如果这算是“行”的方面,那么在衣、食、住方面应该也有这样的交错场景。
很怕忘记,于是想要建立一个这样的分类,把这些想法都记录下来。
2.昨天下了大雨
昨天下了非常大的雨,淋雨回家,本来保持着鞋没有湿,还暗中高兴来着,结果高兴没有太久,突然到了一个地方水一下超高,鞋子湿了。回家,学c4d,想要就着这大雨的氛围,把由于重做系统而丢失的部分小说章节,添加进大雨的场景。结果,一转眼一个晚上就过去了。
起床又看了一些c4d教程,看到第二章结束。已经中午了。好吧,看来大吃大喝计划也失败了。
下午要写作!
3.不切实际的梦想
莱卡s2图片上看,无比迷人。4w欧元对我来说也太过于昂贵了,但是并不是因为它太贵,所以我就不喜欢了。
等那天天降大任于我,让我背井离乡,浪迹天涯,给我一个s2,让我记录这个时刻。
来听首歌
ted来了一位女歌手,好听。
Where do we go from here?
How do we carry on?
I can’t get beyond the questions…
Clambering for the scraps,
in the shatter of us collapsed.
Is cuts me with every “could have been”…
Pain on, pain on, play repeating.
With the backup makeshift life in waiting.
Everybody says,
that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out…?
There’s nothing to see here now,
Turning the sign around.
We’re closed to the Earth ’til further notice.
Stumbling cliché case,
Crumpled and puffy faced.
Dead in the stare of a thousand miles.
All-in-one, only one street-level miracle.
I’ll be an out-in-out, born-again from none more cynical.
Everybody says,
that time heals everything.
All in the end.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out…?
…and sit here cold?
We’ll be long gone by then, and lackluster.
In dust we lay around old magazines.
Fluorescent lighting sets the scene,
For all we could and should be being,
In the one life that we’ve got…
In the one life that we’ve got.
Everybody says,
that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
Sit here cold…
…just going to sweat it out?
Wait it out.