My Number 1 made it so.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
A String of Great Days
My friends,
This is just to say that I've had an outrageously long string of great days in my life. This has prevented me from writing for two big reasons:
1. Why write when I'm feeling good? I know that doesn't really make sense, that it's not a defensible stance, but there it is.
2. I recently visited DC and Utah; I recently wrote, submitted, and defended a master's thesis; I recently participated in a literary festival; I recently saw all the current blockbuster films of the season; I recently sent a woman flowers; I recently met my niece; I recently rode a bike for 20 miles; and on and on. Tomorrow I leave for Idaho for six days.
Besides, the journey to the East is at an end: my graduation is in less than a month.
Proof I'm not dead, or wasn't, two months ago.
The really real reason, though? I fell in love. I spend all my blog time thinking up sweet nothings to whisper delicately in the dark.
Into my cell phone.
This is just to say that I've had an outrageously long string of great days in my life. This has prevented me from writing for two big reasons:
1. Why write when I'm feeling good? I know that doesn't really make sense, that it's not a defensible stance, but there it is.
2. I recently visited DC and Utah; I recently wrote, submitted, and defended a master's thesis; I recently participated in a literary festival; I recently saw all the current blockbuster films of the season; I recently sent a woman flowers; I recently met my niece; I recently rode a bike for 20 miles; and on and on. Tomorrow I leave for Idaho for six days.
Besides, the journey to the East is at an end: my graduation is in less than a month.
The really real reason, though? I fell in love. I spend all my blog time thinking up sweet nothings to whisper delicately in the dark.
Into my cell phone.