Emily Dickinson
Our share of a night to bear,
Our share of morning,
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning.
Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way.
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards--Day!
Spring Break has come--and has gone. I spent the week attempting to find my inner artist, but it refused to rise. So here I sit, ready to share my story.
Though this week was uneventful, it was enjoyable. For almost a whole week, when I probably should have studied for school and stressed about grades, I didn't. =) I attempted to revive--or perhaps, create--artistic abilities. I began making masks again (that I haven't finished) and I attempted drawing. Needless to say, those are not skills in which I excel.
However, time is running out. We return to school on Monday, and I will resume my academic worries. But it will be different. Nothing happens the same way twice... or so I've heard (perhaps I saw it in a movie). Though I will have to face trials, my friends and family will help brighten my days (and of course, I will have my yellow coat!) =)
So, here begins this recorded journey. Let the adventure begin!!
