A couple of quotes from Samuel Beckett’s ‘Happy Days’. As I was reading the bizarre scenario of the play I had, perhaps, a false reminisce of seeing this play on TV when I was young, being intrigued and excited by it. Whether I did or not is beside the point. In my mind, it now happened. I found an old dodgy video online of the play and it is almost exactly as I imagined. I didn’t watch it all as I don’t want it to spoil the idea of it in my head. I will watch his other plays that I found though – unless I end up finding the books first.
Can’t be helped, just one of those old things. Another of those old things.
Sigh away all of your expectation
Lost in your thought of resignation
Accepting as a gift, a pleasure
Here is now, and made to measure
Ah yes, so little to say, so little to do, and the fear so great, certain days, of finding oneself.
There is so little one can say, one says it all, and no truth in it anywhere.
In My Hole
So little to say, so little to do
A mindless curiosity within
So afraid of being found out
Who am I? What do I bring?
Words were spoken that said it all
Tho’ not a single truth was divulged
Here, in my whole, with my bag
I am henceforth forever indulged