I, my friends, am done with coursework at the end of the semester. Done. No more picking out classes like I've done for the last six years. No more "well, I really don't want to take that class, but I guess it's really my only option." No more "I can't wait to take that class!" Now, it's all teaching and thesis hours. Thesis hours. Writing only when I'm not grading or planning. Writing nonfiction because I don't have the heart for poetry right now. Writing essays is love. Except this week when I have one due for a workshop on Tuesday--that's when I can't write. Write about wanting to be foreign. I want to be foreign. Displace. I'm thinking that's the theme and close-to title of this thesis. I don't really write about place. I write about wanting to be in another place: physically, emotionally, mentally. I'm turning some poems into essays. Well, I'm planning on turning some poems into essays. There's a lot to do and no place to do it. Until July. Then I'll be in the new apartment: with light and space and tables and real furniture. Then maybe I'll be able to write. Then maybe the anxiety will stop. Then maybe the light will turn on the happy. I can write here. Sorry I haven't for a while. It's been wild. Grading. Stressing about planning.
I'm twittering. Started yesterday, and I don't know why. http://twitter.com/karijack
I've also started drinking coffee--though really only Dunkin' Donuts coffee. A lot has changed in 2009.
Now spring break is over. Jedsen's just starting his. And now it's a race till the end, which probably won't come until the end of May because of all the grading that will have to be done. Birthday is in a few weeks: 24. Mid-twenties. I get to renew my drivers license, too. Now it will be landscape oriented (because I'm now well over 21) and say I live in Lawrence. And I will have bangs and earrings in my photo. And probably some shirt from H&M. A lot has changed in four years. I'm thinking of actually celebrating this birthday since it will be on a Friday. I will refuse to do homework on this birthday. I will eat something delicious. I will enjoy.
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