My professor climbed Magdalen tower with me yesterday. The winding stairs were very cramped and I almost tumbled down into the darkness. But then at the top, all of Oxford revealed itself like some miracle in the cold air. I thought my legs were about to break.
Later, in the evening, I wandered around the old city wall. It was very foggy and all I could make out were some gothic parapets with some dim lights. I never felt so alone.
Then reading Bloch's study on feudalism late into the night, I came into terms with solitude.
 germanicus2 · Wed Dec 19, 2007 @ 04:05am · 0 Comments |
