Life...or something like...

There has been an explosion in my life. I went from a slow summer of working some, hanging with friends lots, reading some, and falling through floors, to a world where I know nothing of slowing down and where the reading potentially may never end. Welcome back to school. Since the 2nd day of school I have been behind on reading, although today after 6 straight hrs of reading I am within sight of catching up on course reading, there is always the never ending thesis reading that threatens to bury me under a sea of words, pamphlets, and deadlines.

This is also one of the times in recent memory that I have a life. That is exceedingly strange to say, but it is true. A few friends are in school, but the majority are not so there is a the tension within to want to see them and hang out with them in whatever capacity that looks like, but then we return to the never ending reading list and our heart must turn toward that we have worked so hard for.

Within that slow summer I confess passed the time I could have been writing a thesis that would have potentially allowed me to graduate in December, but through unknown forces I did not write, and now have decided December is not to be, and will graduate in the Spring 2009. there is opportunity within that delay though, I may now expand my knowledge of literature by taking a few (gasp and choke) American Literature classes. This will broaden my resume and hopefully thereby broaden my job choices. There is a tinge of sadness knowing I could have done things differently, but there is also the feeling of relief that I can now write the thesis that I want to write, and not the one I had to write to get out.

Blogging is slow and will be for awhile. I need to read and focus on that. I promise to attempt to keep up somethings, sometimes.

Absolutely

You said I wanted you to notice me,
you were right.

On one day, for one moment, I wanted you to think of me as you think of every other woman in your life: beautiful.

I wanted you to see a woman not covered in dirt or sweat, but dressed up and ready celebrate life with all her friends

But you did not see me

I do not know who you saw that night or what she did to you, but now even I no longer exist in your world

you have absolutely shut me out
and I can absolutely remain unknown