The Park

送走头头的第二天,斯德哥尔摩又下了一场大雪,风大得快把人吹起来。

两天后,天气突然转暖,阳光明媚,前天晚上下课,抬头看见美到不真实的晚霞。

接下来的两个月主要做一个大的project,小组的速度还算挺快,周一第一次开会,当天下午到晚上读文献,第二天讨论,周二晚就把第一版的plan写完,周三和assistant见面。

除了做project,几乎所有的业余时间都给了读书。自从读完上一本纯文学,最近重新接着读之前读了个开头的苏菲的世界,连着两三个晚上读到凌晨四点,确实是本好书。

一度觉得自己把生活丢了,又有的时候,觉得自己把生活找回来了。

昨晚读到中世纪的历史,作者用了在教堂里讲述的形式。便想起头头在斯京的最后一天下午,两人误打误撞进一个教堂,当时有群人似乎是在排练,乐队和歌者。配合教堂的光线与气氛,一切都有些不真实,又联想起穆赫兰道里女主人公撞见午夜魔术秀的场景。

周三去了此前在street view上看到的一片让我想起上海的地方。实际走起来比预想的要近,遇见了一片阳光。

 

Why should he come back through the park?

You thought that you saw him but no you did not

It’s not him who’d come across the sea to surprise you

Not him

Who would know

Where in London to find you

 

With sadness so real

That it populates the city and leaves you homeless again

Steam from the cup and snow on the path

The seasons have changed from present to past

 

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