Saturday, 23 June 2012

Bucharest Saturday morning in the dog days


I did not go to the seaside (Vama Veche, where this conformist country becomes non-comformist) in the end. I did not go to the country and the true Romania. They joy of waking late and coffee. Dog day weather is so tiring.

Maybe later a croissant special at Gregory's but no need to hurry. A bath and then who knows? Saturday morning approaches the Platonic idea of life. All is potential, nothing actual. 

This suits my psychology only too, too well.

otiumCatulletibi molestum est:otio exsultas nimiumque gestis.otium et reges prius et beatasperdidit urbes.

Sloth, O Catullus, to thee is hurtful: in sloth beyond measure dost thou exult and pass thy life. Sloth hath erewhile ruined rulers and gladsome cities.

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