"The Peril of Magnificent Love"
Classes start tomorrow. Can't say that I'm exactly thrilled. Monday's are my worst day because I have three classes, one of which is 4-7. My first class, an art therapy course focusing specifically on sand play, was one that I was really looking forward to. I'm not going to get into it, but I'm not all that excited about it now.
I'm definitely feeling pretty disappointed about life right now. I had been doing so well up until this past Wednesday. Maybe things will pick up once I get distracted by classes, right now I'm not so sure though.
So I'm getting a little better at saying what's on my mind. Unfortunately I have yet to see why that's a good thing.
I slept in until 3:30 today. Not sure why my body decided to get nearly 14 hours of sleep, seeing as how I got more than 12 the night before. Oh well.
My cousin Julia-Kate gave me a book for Christmas: "The Peril of Magnificent Love". Its about this girl who falls in love with a boy, but as their relationship grows, she moves further and further away from herself. I've read it over a few times now (its kind of a picture book), and I just, I don't know, I think maybe I need to read it a few more times. And I need to really listen to the words. And I need to start believing that the end of the book is not an impossible scenario:
"before her shadow self could take over entirely, she took herself to a cliff top where she sang a little song to a norse god for guidance. within the hour she was blessed with a moment of unprecedented clarity. and with epic silence, she concluded that perhaps she had idealized him. a group of familiar onlookers gathered in humble appreciation to witness her first sane thought in years. suddenly the life she had known prior to this romantic misadventure was imbued with the sense of possibility. her friends seemed funnier than she remembered, her tree was more charming than ever, and everything seemed to move to the pulse of an invisible samba beat, making her swell with joy. and with a strange sense of liberty, she became the person she was looking for."
Its 2:23 AM now.
I think I should try and sleep.
I'm definitely feeling pretty disappointed about life right now. I had been doing so well up until this past Wednesday. Maybe things will pick up once I get distracted by classes, right now I'm not so sure though.
So I'm getting a little better at saying what's on my mind. Unfortunately I have yet to see why that's a good thing.
I slept in until 3:30 today. Not sure why my body decided to get nearly 14 hours of sleep, seeing as how I got more than 12 the night before. Oh well.
My cousin Julia-Kate gave me a book for Christmas: "The Peril of Magnificent Love". Its about this girl who falls in love with a boy, but as their relationship grows, she moves further and further away from herself. I've read it over a few times now (its kind of a picture book), and I just, I don't know, I think maybe I need to read it a few more times. And I need to really listen to the words. And I need to start believing that the end of the book is not an impossible scenario:
"before her shadow self could take over entirely, she took herself to a cliff top where she sang a little song to a norse god for guidance. within the hour she was blessed with a moment of unprecedented clarity. and with epic silence, she concluded that perhaps she had idealized him. a group of familiar onlookers gathered in humble appreciation to witness her first sane thought in years. suddenly the life she had known prior to this romantic misadventure was imbued with the sense of possibility. her friends seemed funnier than she remembered, her tree was more charming than ever, and everything seemed to move to the pulse of an invisible samba beat, making her swell with joy. and with a strange sense of liberty, she became the person she was looking for."
Its 2:23 AM now.
I think I should try and sleep.