Not singing or winning so much

…and not much of a blog entry, but not singing or winning so much describes my recent ups and downs.

Do you remember “Tubthumper” by Chumbawamba?

Keep Calm and Thump a tubI sit up and I feel hopeful
Do you think I’m gonna keep it up?
I stand up and I start climbing
Do you think I’m gonna keep it up?
I get up, and I get high again
But I’m never gonna keep it up.
I get high, but I crash down again
I’m never gonna keep it up.

(Sleeping the night away, I wish I was
sleeping the night away.
Instead of sitting awake,
I wish I was –
sleeping the night away.)

I drink my milky tea, I drink my lemon tea,
I drink my honey tea, I drink my milky tea,
I read the poems that remind me of the sad times,
I read the poems that remind me the lost times.

(Oh Prufrock, oh – not Hamlet no –
Nor Michelangelo.)

I sit up and I feel hopeful
Do you think I’m gonna keep it up?
I stand up and I start climbing
Do you think I’m gonna keep it up?
I get up, and I get high again
But I’m never gonna keep it up
I get high but I crash down again
I’m never gonna keep it up…

Repeat ad nauseum

By way of explanation:

On Friday and Saturday (despite an eye infection) I got onto a creative high preparing my photos for the Planket exhibition and then standing for 7 hours to present them to passers-by. It was very enjoyable and I felt really happy. But after the high comes the low. On Sunday I was exhausted, couldn’t go out, pains in my feet, couldn’t focus with either eye. On Monday I started back to work – I was slow and thick headed. Various plans for the My Gothenburg Days project were abandoned. By the end of the day I was convinced of my own incompetence, couldn’t sleep that night, sat up drinking tea, feeling sorry for myself and reading poetry. Among the poems, “The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock”, which seems an eerily accurate description of me now. “I grow old, I grow old…”

But the dark has a dawn and here I am again, sitting up and feeling hopeful.

The above should really have been published on Articulations, but I needed it here for this week’s #Blogg52 challenge.

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