poetry at its finest

I'm pretty much in love with e. e. cummings. His work is phenomenal, and I feel that whenever I read something from him it touches my heart, my soul, even my inner workings, to its core. I live by these words by him:

"it takes courage to grow up
and become who you really are."

I just think he has a lot to say, and I guess when my words fail me I can always rely on what others say. And that's where I'm at tonight. Words have failed me, yet again. Today was my first day back in the office in...like...a week and a half. It felt like I've been on vacation and now it's back to it. Even though I wasn't on vacation. Oh well.

Maybe I just need to take a step back. Let it all sink in. Maybe I just need to go to bed. Except it's 9 o'clock. And that would make me a wuss.

1 comment:

Oh, herro there.

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