Photos: life in Bristol

You could say that life here revolves around good sounds, coffee, and exploring the beautiful. That would be a bit simplistic and romantic, but what’s wrong with that?

You could describe the headphones as a lifeline to sanity, as drunken Bristolian college students tramp and traipse by my window every night, going one way around 11pm, and trickling the other way between 1:30 and 3 am. And the coffee as that blessed elixir which brings life to the long dead Kantian Buddhist philosopher. And the phone booth as the sun set; well, that’s just beautiful.

It seems to be ‘conference season’ in academia right now, meaning lots of exciting opportunities, and lots of work. Plus the thesis, of which I’m on the verge of submitting a chapter. And teaching: figuring out forms and programs; input, set-up, review, discuss, revamp… And all of this as my so called social life is beginning to pick up.

Ah. Well.

Keep marching forward.