Waiting to exist. In what realm? Waiting to be defined. Under what transformation?
Pensive.
Spent 4 hours grading midterms at the coffee shop. Still not done, unbelievable! I do grade fast but then the boredom of repetition kinda kills me for equal or more amount of time. I would say more. I just go blank and stare at nothing, or at babies if there are any. They always stare at me too and smile. Yesterday i was waiting for my class at Y and a tiny tot came running to me and gave me his drawing. Aww...je pense que i am a babe-magnet, LOL.
If only, oh if only the world were just full of them! No hurt, no pain, just hope and wonder. No mind-games, no facades, no fear, no shame, just truth. How do such innocent babies grow up to be such complex adults, truly i know not.
Transformation, i guess.
Nevertheless, don't give up, Orpheus.
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