October 25, 2009

"My life is the poem I would have writ / But I could not both live and utter it"

I want to share my life, the little delights and sorrows that fill me. My thoughts from the Metropolitan Museum of Art yesterday, my concerns about living and speaking as a witness, little things like the wisdom I see in the people around me. And even the confusing but wonderful moments of irrational emotion. Also my frustration, self-deprecation, and excuses at getting B on my philosophy essay.

It seems I don't have enough time to tell all of these thoughts in depth. So much of my life is lived without being told. Better that than to tell without living.

1 comments:

Hayley said...

You went to the Met yesterday. Oh, I am jealous! A little bit. ;D