Good morning

Nov 22, 2007 22:14

This spilled out of me while I was reading about Cambodia and its culture of impunity. No idea where it comes from, but it expresses how I feel in the mornings fairly well.

I'm not angry
I promise
I'm just lost in my thoughts
In the quietness of the morning
I'm savouring being alone
In my mind
Even though you're here, too.

I still like you
I promise
But sometimes I need
To retreat
To a safe and familiar place
To seek peace in silence
And to be content with just that

I'll speak soon
I promise
I just need this time
To prepare for my day
To gather my thoughts
And marshall my wits
For today.

There, Mum. That's what I'm feeling in the mornings when you come bounding in, and that's why I don't talk.

In other news, Joanna found out that her Cambodia term paper is actually due NEXT week and not the week afterwards. Articles read: 9. Articles left to read: 3. Pages to write: 15. It can be done.

Oh, and does can anyone think of a weirder mispronunciation of my name than Joan-a? I've never heard that one before, and it's a good thing my Survey professor has only said my name twice this semester, or I might start twitching every time he says my name!
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