It's official. I'm out of school for the summer. I'm ecstatic! Now comes the really cool part... deciding what I want to do first!
It's all I have to bring today
This, and my heart beside
This, and my heart, and all the fields
And all the meadows wide
Be sure you count--should I forget
Some one the sum could tell
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the clover dwell.
-Emily Dickinson
My parents will be home from the beach in a few hours. Am I glad they're coming home? Or am I sad to no longer have the house to myself? I'm really not sure... Being alone at home for days on end gives me a taste of what it will be like when the day comes for me to move out. It's exciting and new, but strange. It's easy to be mature and responsible for a few days when I know my parents are coming home and will keep me accountable for what I did in their absence... but what will happen when the accountability is gone? Will I prove that I'm up for the task? I have no idea. I'm just glad that day is not today.
Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory
As he defeated--dying--
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!
-Emily Dickinson
In case you haven't noticed I love Emily Dickinson...


Jessie
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