there's so much I have to say and want to write about

But I'm procrastinating write now from an essay...

I just wanted to write one thing that's nice and simple.


It's so nice to hear good things about yourself from other people. It's nice to feel appreciated and that someone understands you.

That's why I love Stephanie. Thank God for her.

Today we were talking about our final project painting ideas. She always listens to what I have to say and is genuinely interested in my ideas and concepts and what inspires me.
I love quotes and I'm usually inspired by them. That's something she mentioned. It went along the lines of "See, other people could read that and say 'Oh that's cool,' but you really take it all in and gain inspiration from it. You really think about it."

And that just made me so happy that she recognized my efforts. Stuff like that means so much to me and no one cares that I love quotes and log stuff away, I guess except maybe English professors.

And how should I begin?

I don't think liking T.S. Eliot makes one pretentious. Sure, people are uneducated and annoying about him, but I think his work is fascinating. He also has a hilarious speaking voice...and by hilarious, I mean, overly dramatic and serious. Anyway....

I loveeeee The Hollow Men...but I'm going to write about something interesting in The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock...mmhmmm lovely title.

I noticed a correlation between lines in this poem and a quote from Eugene O'Neill's Long Day's Journey Into Night, one of my favorite dramas.

"I should have been a pair of ragged claws

Scuttling across the floors of silent seas." -Eliot

""It was a great mistake my being born a man. I would have been much more successful as a sea-gull or a fish. As it is, I will always be a stranger who never feels at home, who does not really want is not really wanted, who can never belong, who must always be a little in love with death!" -O'Neill I'm fascinated by this desire to be another being instead of a human...in both of these instances, the speaker dismisses the depressing lifestyle they are surrounded with and wishes to be a creature associated with the sea. I love that...I don't know how else to describe how I feel about it. I just find it so interesting. These authors are connecting us to the ocean, to beginning of life, bringing us all closer to our own origins. Does that make any sense?