Aaaagh
Paper nights....
I just wanna be done and go to sleep, I am so very comfy and warm sitting here and it would be soooo nice to just pass out and sleep for a loooong long time. Sadly, I must decode a poem over 5-7 pages first. I have about a page, I guess, but I seem to have given up. I am panicked and disillusioned, yes, but mostly just tired and ready to move on with life and be happy about Christmas and small things and friends, who are awesome (I love you guys, seriously, you make life.) I want to write books and poems and establish contacts with creative, thinking people... and not be bitter about who is smarter or performs better... I want to try to evade some of these hierarchies we've established, both institutionally (thanks, college) and in our heads and mannerisms... and you know when a live journal post turns into a manifesto, that it really is time to get back to work so that SLEEP can figure prominently in the future.
Rargh.
We saw the Boston Commons tree lighting tonight. It was rather anticlimactic, but it was a bit of an adventure, which is always good :^) I like walking around the city at night, it's quite pleasent.
Alright, everyone, send hugs and know that I reciprocate heartily. Much love and luck in these last few weeks before CHRISTMAS!!! Woooo!!!