(this sounds trite, pardon me)
Sometimes I feel like I have so much pent up energy and creativity that I may explode.
I have so many ideas and things that I want to do and study,
and they all feel so far away when I'm sitting in a lecture hall in Cincinnati.
Why must I take these boring, useless classes that make me feel like a 5 year old
trying to sit patiently through church on a Sunday morning?
Oy.
On a lovelier note, it's officially the weekend!
We've got snow, yes we do, we've got snow, how bout you?
Enjoy your time off!
-C
I feel this way often, particularly in those classes where the professor expects everyone to watch the lecture slides with rapt attention. I get some of my best ideas when I'm stuck sitting and a great restlessness washes over me.
ReplyDeleteAlso, we've got snow; so much snow (too much snow?)