Trying to get ahead, I guess. Trying to amuse myself and, maybe, someone else. Just trying, really. Not hard enough. Or too much.
In a less abstract sense (… or perhaps more?), I’m going to explain myself:
Almost Familiar because when you finally get the hang of it it’s time to leave. It’s like when you start laughing at that joke 2 minutes after everyone else has. You. Just. Don’t. Get. It.
Plagued by the nightingale because, well, I read it in Tender is the Night and I loved it. Then I read in the notes at the back of the book that it was a reference to Keat’s Ode to the Nightingale – so I read that and I loved it because: ‘Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget’. The reason why I love it is because it is about transience and mortality. The reason why I referred to it in my heading was because I thought these two themes were relevant to the act of blogging.