Sufficiently, Satisfactorily Satisfied
Okay, so I've done quite a bit of ranting lately, so I now feel the need to post something normal and non-political. I usually prefer to rant when something is eating at me, rather than just posting something negative and self-deprecating. Maybe some people find it therapeutic to air out all of their problems in their blogs, and it makes me feel better to read about other people with problems bigger than my own, but I've found that writing extensively on my own shortcomings only seems to make me focus on the negative. Plus, I'm not looking for sympathy.So, without getting too deep into the various things that I was allowing to get to me for the last week or so, let me just say that I feel good right now. All of a sudden, I firmly believe that everything is going to work out in my favor, though perhaps not in the way I had imagained or wished. Sometimes the best we can hope for is not to get what we want, but to want what we get. Jesus, I think I've been watching too much VH1 and that goddamn Kelly Clarkson video. Meh. The point is, I feel good today.
Here is a Lewis Carroll poem, just for fun:
My Fancy
--by Lewis Carroll
I painted her a gushing thing,
With years perhaps a score;
A little thought to find they were
At least a dozen more;
My fancy gave her eyes of blue,
A curly, auburn head;
I came to find the blue a green
The auburn turned to red.
She boxed my ears this morning--
They tingled very much;
I own that I could wish her
A somewhat lighter touch;
And if you were to ask me how
Her charms might be improved,
I would not have them added to,
But just a few removed!
She has the bear's ethereal grace,
The bland hyena's laugh,
The footstep of the elephant,
The neck of the giraffe.
I love her still, believe me,
Though my heart its passion hides;
"She is all my fancy painted her,"
But, oh, how much besides!
That's it for now. I shall return later if possible.
posted by Skrambled Egghead Reborn @ 10:06 AM
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