Summer came to Amsterdam again. But I missed it. Sitting inside with my coffee and my thesis. Looking out. Listening to You're So Pretty. By Field Music. Try not to discard the song due to the poor video. This song deserves more.
When I get home I think about you and your demeanor; You've got grace.
I won't shut up, I know that I should, I'd rather stay in the time when I saw a smile on your face.
You're so pretty I could talk to you all night I could sit here, I could talk to you all night
From an email I sent today where I did my best to seem productive by explaining that I have:
Written on my thesis Scheduled two interviews at Greenpeace for tomorrow Scheduled dinner with Denis for tomorrow night after Yoga probably misspelled the word Scheduled twice in this email. Fixed living situation in Berlin. Booked a meeting with some labour market research person that needs some Swedish expertese. Emailed my supervisor who of course will not apply within one week. Tried to figure out how much it would be for my mom to bring my tennis racket with her when she flies with Ryanair Watched a lecture about Values-Based Leadership
If I can just print and get my short story to The Paris Review today (which I now have) I feel it's been quite the productive day for me. I have also taken out the trash, watched the final 30 minutes of Henrik Schyfferts stand up show on SVT Play, made the dishes and forgotten to buy skin lotion for my face. Well, guess that last one was more something I didn't do. I've also sent at least five really funny emails, on which only contained the word 'salute'.
