This is the result of an excercise at uni where we had to observe a part of campus and report back in a ‘traditionally non-academic style’:
The Caf
The observation of the surrounds of a university cafe.
-But not a cafeteria, make clear the abundance of suits, of long ques and waiting.
students scattered to the sharp edges of my visage… struggling, chipped cognitions (conditions?)
awaiting a return to the drugdery of sitting, waiting, staring.
Learning?
Stressing.
Definitely stressing.
Interaction. Bubbly interaction. Communcation. Weekend Vacation. Procrastination. Work.
Study?
It bubbles and froths over.
The time continues, and flows and fragments. Builds bridges that sanity can’t cross.
Chairs scraping, bodies moving, reading, thinking…..
…Lost?
Connect and disconnect.
Alone and together.
Names… a series of letters, a series of numbers unknown to me.
UNKNOWN.
There are too many eddges, sharp corners which splinter, sending fractures creeping spider-like between should be…
and IS.
Learn and eat.
Sit and Struggle.
Sress out….
STRESS OUT.
