Wednesday, 27 January 2010

A Sabbatical In Unthank

I've quit college to spend more time with my neuroses. I have responsibilites, after all. I have walls to stare at, and the mould in the sink isn't going to water itself. RSS feeds to read, neglected emails to reply to. Busy busy busy. Who needs academia when you have a Rhizopus houseplant to take care of?

But tell me Alex, how does that make you feel?

Like history is repeating itself. Like I can only force myself to keep at something I hate for so long before I snap, and end up wanting to flee to Belgium like Stephen Fry did.

I'm not sure where this leaves me. I might end up going out to Switzerland for a while, depending on how able I think I am to live with my dad. At least Geneva might give me something to blog about*. London is tremendously depressing at the moment; dark all the time, freezing cold, and I wake up in the mornings with a mouth that feels like an ashtray and a bad hangover. It's a sabbatical in Unthank.

'When most people leave school, they have to live by work which can't be liked for its own sake and whose practical application is outside their grasp. Unless they learn to work obediently because they're told to, and for no other reason, they'll be unfit for human society.'


* Could be worse. For a while there there was talk of him working over in Singapore. That'd have given me something to blog about, that's for sure.

3 comments:

la said...

Definitely quit? Nothing salvageable?

I'm so sorry you're going through this.

Unthank is a town in Cumbria, you know, but if you want to come to Alasdair Gray's vision, you know you're always welcome.
(Type Alasdair into google to make sure you've got the right spelling and the first suggestion is a guy I went to uni with. The second is Alasdair Gray. That's mildly depressing.)

Where is Mum? What's she saying? (I defer to your mum.)

And I know what you mean - it's so hard to fit activities around the 10-15 hours I spend staring into space each day.

aethelreadtheunread said...

Hey, glad you're back. :o)

Not really in a position to offer anything a lot more coherent at the moment, sorry. But la seems to be making a lot of sense, as per usual. :o)

Take care of yourself, and remember: the bad times pass.

Kapitano said...

If you're sure...then...okay. You're smart and you know your own mind.

I failed a load of exams and dropped out twice. Now...I'm a frelling teacher.

Go see your dad, go see Europe, find something no one else understands to be passionate about.