I’m not sure where the month went. I’ve been IAing for the past 2 weeks for a Brit Lit class. Very interesting. Basically, I listen to lectures and take notes. It’s making me get into the theories of the Romantic poets, wanting to reread Shelly’s Defense and Wordsworth’s Lyrical Ballads. Ideas for thesis. Three week til Ireland.
If you drew the curtains, I would climb the wall to reach you. Log cabin, I heard the noise you made for me to say you’re listening. Make believe that the time has come and you have frightened me with your hands of eyes. I ate the grapes, like stones they sunk to the depths of me. If I waited one more day.