Seeing as you are a BASKET CASE, I have the right to intervene.
There's something in the poem The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (as it is a very long poem, I feel that I am justified in underlining it rather than putting it in quotes) that I'm supposed to know. It's been showing up a lot recently from a lot of different people. John brought a large book of Elliot's to my house on Sunday and asked me to figure out what the yellow smoke was. Is it trying to tell me that I'm not measuring my life out in coffee spoons? Is it trying to tell me that I am one of the women who come and go talking of Michaelangelo as if their pseudo-intellectualism is impressive? Because, after all, those who speak of this poem may as well be compared to those speaking of Michaelangelo. But I have not been speaking of it of my own volition, and I'm merely writing it here as to discern its meaning. Add another thing to my list of things that I have not done but attempted to do.
Everything has been done is quick succession, and it is very dizzying thinking that time has not gone by very long. In one week so much can happen, but it feels like one week could not hold so many things as my weeks have been containing. I'm too big to be contained, I'm too small to be anything other than a drop in the ocean. Apparently I've been too influential, leading by my example which I'm not sure anyone realizes exactly what it is that I have been doing. Where I'm going to end up is going to be incredible, I know it. The road from here to there is going to be rough despite my will to achieve it. Let's see where the day goes, one day at a time.
Everything has been done is quick succession, and it is very dizzying thinking that time has not gone by very long. In one week so much can happen, but it feels like one week could not hold so many things as my weeks have been containing. I'm too big to be contained, I'm too small to be anything other than a drop in the ocean. Apparently I've been too influential, leading by my example which I'm not sure anyone realizes exactly what it is that I have been doing. Where I'm going to end up is going to be incredible, I know it. The road from here to there is going to be rough despite my will to achieve it. Let's see where the day goes, one day at a time.