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tuesday.
DON'T WORRY by Mary Oliver
Things take the time they take. Don't worry.
How many roads did St. Augustine follow before he became St. Augustine?
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I just scrolled for an hour on Tumblr to find the sad remains of Hübbe's 2014 adaption of La Sylphide, or as I call it, the black/white one. Most pictures, including those I've uploaded over time myself, have vanished into the ether, but I found some relics, like this backstage picture from when the RDB went on tour to China some years before the pandemic. I really miss this version of the ballet and am sad to acknowledge it'll probably never be back. It was simple in its designs, but heavy on the symbolism in the dancing itself and Susanne was the best Sylph I've ever seen in it. This was the production I chased around all of Jutland when it went on national tour and saw four-five times in Copenhagen, too. I really adored it. And I'll always have fond memories of it, like this photo here. Thank you for saving it, Tumblr.
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Det Vender - Sylfide
The Danish singer/songwriter and harpist, going by her stage name, Sylfide (meaning the sylph in Danish, guess how I stumbled upon her), made this song last year in honor of World Depression Awareness Day. The music video is really atmospheric and beautiful and the music itself so soothing. I really needed this in my life today. It's a simple song about living with depression and being grateful that your loved one stays with you regardless. The title literally means "it's going to turn around", but translates better as "it's going to get better". /end lazy translation
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Went to my yearly check-up at the doctor's today. I'd been dreading it, I hate the invasive nature of seeing your physician (although, I was only seeing the clinic nurse for this visit) and besides, I've been feeling like crap for weeks now. She saw it in my face immediately and we had a very good talk about it, I think she was worried about me and that care felt nice. All measurements and tests went well and I'll hear back on my bloodwork by Monday at the latest, I'm expecting maybe tomorrow. My doctor's usually pretty fast about these things.
As a pick-me-up, I went to the bookstore on my way home and bought two Mary Oliver poetry collections as inspiration for my Sylph muse. I could never write like Oliver does, nature poetry isn't my style, but I do love the daily images she paints with such natural themes. I read 'Felicity' while on the bus and the first half of that poetry collection is genius. Very evocative. Looking forward to 'A Thousand Mornings' which the girl who sold me the books said was the perfect place to start, if you had to get acquainted with Oliver as a poet.
Came home to discover that Stromae dropped a new song yesterday and it's absolutely dope. Just a very enthusiastic recommendation for your International Women's Day.
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RP-wise, I'm a bit all over the place currently. I have a PSL I'd love to continue, but I'm just not feeling the voice of the character. I know it'll be back, maybe when I start feeling a bit better, but for now I'm such a drifter. This morning I was sure I'd be writing Sylph-stuff all day, then I came home and got an urge to delve into my new OC, Marie, some more. And that's pretty much how it goes these days, I go where the wind of inspiration takes me, knowing nothing will last very long.
It's super frustrating, but I've been here before. It'll pass. Might also be a reaction to having played the same character for six months straight, intensively, which is the most I've managed in almost ten years. Maybe my head is just tired. Maybe my system just needs to go pfff.
However, on the positive - I did get to work on Marie's journal a bit, writing some mock-Instagram posts for her and it made me feel her voice a bit better, so that's good, that's good.
Don't worry, Mary Oliver says.