s p r i n k l e d s t r e e t s

And would it have been worth it, after all, Would it have been worth while, After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor— And this, and so much more?— (ts eliot)

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

i have measured out my life in...

if ts eliot measured out his life with coffee spoons, then I could measure my life with coffee cups. while writing three papers in the last two weeks, my room has been the home of numerous cups of coffee, a desperate to keep my energy level high to produce profundity in mere words - close to 10,000 words worth of analysis to be evaluated and given a grade.
I will be happy when it is finished.

posted by kris @ 10:48 p.m.  

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