Not the book, I have not read it yet. I've been discussing plans lately. Plans about college, about life. I'm pretty sure I know what I want out of life...
I rather liked our little plans the other day. I dearly want to take a year off as well. If you'd like I'll smoke the other half of that pack of cigarettes and while you read, I'll write. You know...I'm not too concerned with finding "that someone" because I figure I've found an amazing best friend and I doubt I'll get that lucky again in life. You watch, because I found you my romantic life won't ever exist; the fates will be so annoyed at my sheer joy at finding you that they'll deny me a lover. If you'll let me leave life for a year with you, I'll do all the laundry and whatever cooking we might be "at home" for in college. And by the way...I checked, U of M won't let us room together
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As far as after college, I think that I'd like to live alone in a house in the middle of nowhere and wear peasant skirts and paint pictures of people dancing. I'd only leave my house to go dancing or buy books or paint supplies. If I wanted to leave and go do something with other people I'd dress up and be someone different so that I could see life through the eyes of the person I had just made up for the purposes of writing about it later or maybe being able to develop better characters. I think I'd like to smoke pot occasionally as well...it seems like a nice idea for a middle aged woman living alone and wearing peasant skirts. I'll adopt kids from third world countries and let them "have at it" in my studio and paint anything they want--the walls, the floor...anything. And I'll have you over for dinner once a week and all of my adopted children will tackle you and scream, "Uncle Greg!" One of them will probably smear paint on your business suit when you step into the foyer and you'll pick them up not realizing what they've
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I'll probably get really mad about the paint on my trousers and get really upset and probably scream and then start cracking up and realize that I have got caught up in the loop of society and then I'll take off my jacket and shirt and run around barefoot in my dress pants with your kids on some hill with soft grass and then just fall into the grass on my back and start laughing.
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