wherever i go.

i just finished my last paper for the quarter... i had to stay up all night... but its done. i think its pretty good. since i only have 4 grades for the class, it needs to be good.

i got an email from one of my professors yesterday. he wants me to enroll in a philosophy class he is teaching next quarter. this made me feel good- sometimes, i think i'm not as smart or creative as others; in his email he explained otherwise... it made me feel good.

i stumbled upon this poem today. i hope you enjoy it as much as i have...

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond by E. E. Cummings

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond

any experience,your eyes have their silence:

in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,

or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me

though i have closed myself as fingers,

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens

(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and

my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,

as when the heart of this flower imagines

the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals

the power of your intense fragility:whose texture

compels me with the color of its countries,

rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens;only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands