From A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad, XLVIII:
"Now, and I muse for why and never find the reason,
I pace the earth, and drink the air, and feel the sun.
Be still, be still, my soul; it is but for a season:
Let us endure an hour and see injustice done."
Stupid weather. It's making me feel all morose and lonely. Have you ever noticed that, or is just me? Cold weather makes me feel all kinds of alone - isolated. When I was younger, I loved it. I don't anymore, and I want spring to be here. To be here and to stay here. It snowed earlier today. Supposed to flurry throughout the night. I'm so tired of being cold; tired of feeling cold. Seeing it grey outside makes me reflect it in my mood. Seeing my breath in front of my face makes me remember that too many things linger when they need to move on.
I'm in a bitter mood right now - it only just now hit me. I'm just feeling everything right now, and it bites. But on the other hand, it's given me a great idea for a short story - except I feel like I've read it before. I really would like to write it though, so maybe I will. It's been a really long time since I've written anything that isn't fandom-related or for school. Then again, the last time I read a book for pleasure that wasn't online was a few months ago. Maybe I should write it - see if I've still got it. I wonder about that a lot - if I can still write original stuff. Kind of afraid to find out. Oh, now I remember where I saw that short story - it was acted out in QAF S4.
I'm starting to get stressed out again. It's cruch time - we're going into midterms, and you know what that means - from this point on, Brad = crazy. Its at this point in the quarter where I just want to throw myself on the ground, kicking, screaming, and bawling. I am so not cut out for school. If it weren't for the fact that I've only got a year left (god willing), I would seriously consider dropping out and moving to some shit little town to be a truck driver. Or possibly a Carnie. I think I'm going to go stare at the TV screen for a while - at least there's human contact (even if it is synthetic) there. *yawn* Then maybe I'll go to bed. Sleeping is always nice.
Told you it was a bitter mood. Don't worry - I'll be back to being my other self tomorrow. But today I just want to be somber.
"Now, and I muse for why and never find the reason,
I pace the earth, and drink the air, and feel the sun.
Be still, be still, my soul; it is but for a season:
Let us endure an hour and see injustice done."
Stupid weather. It's making me feel all morose and lonely. Have you ever noticed that, or is just me? Cold weather makes me feel all kinds of alone - isolated. When I was younger, I loved it. I don't anymore, and I want spring to be here. To be here and to stay here. It snowed earlier today. Supposed to flurry throughout the night. I'm so tired of being cold; tired of feeling cold. Seeing it grey outside makes me reflect it in my mood. Seeing my breath in front of my face makes me remember that too many things linger when they need to move on.
I'm in a bitter mood right now - it only just now hit me. I'm just feeling everything right now, and it bites. But on the other hand, it's given me a great idea for a short story - except I feel like I've read it before. I really would like to write it though, so maybe I will. It's been a really long time since I've written anything that isn't fandom-related or for school. Then again, the last time I read a book for pleasure that wasn't online was a few months ago. Maybe I should write it - see if I've still got it. I wonder about that a lot - if I can still write original stuff. Kind of afraid to find out. Oh, now I remember where I saw that short story - it was acted out in QAF S4.
I'm starting to get stressed out again. It's cruch time - we're going into midterms, and you know what that means - from this point on, Brad = crazy. Its at this point in the quarter where I just want to throw myself on the ground, kicking, screaming, and bawling. I am so not cut out for school. If it weren't for the fact that I've only got a year left (god willing), I would seriously consider dropping out and moving to some shit little town to be a truck driver. Or possibly a Carnie. I think I'm going to go stare at the TV screen for a while - at least there's human contact (even if it is synthetic) there. *yawn* Then maybe I'll go to bed. Sleeping is always nice.
Told you it was a bitter mood. Don't worry - I'll be back to being my other self tomorrow. But today I just want to be somber.
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Anyway, I do know what you're talking about:)
And, thanks. *hugs*
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*hug*
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Marie
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