2004-10-25 - 1:28 p.m.
the sky is breathing out all of the billowy softness of a maxfield parish backdrop as the day performs its well-rehearsed act of fainting into the arms of the waiting sea, like some corsetted and overly dramatic victorian heroine and i am watching from the second story of stuart's. i am so ADD. i'm making the first efforts in a year to apply myself to something that might be categorized as academic and i'm fidgeting like a three year old in church. but the day is so beautiful and i have so much nervous energy wrapped up in this process. i really do want to be back in school, to be working toward something, to be doing something i am good at and enjoy. but at the same time, moments like these make me nervous about the restrictiveness, the commitment that the academic world demands. my thoughts, my time will no longer be my own...
