Saturday, August 1, 2009

Interstate

Welp, here I am, hitting the road to Omaha.  Going home for a week or so and golly, I thought to blog on my way out the door.  ?!  I'm taking with me the Journals of Sylvia Plath, so maybe I'll squeeze something out while I'm at home.  She was young; I'm young.  Correlation.  I hate to leave Dumas, especially knowing that there's no one there save my family to see.  I sure do want to see them, but my trip will most likely be cut short, seeing as this evening when I arrive will be the start of a slow nail driving into my brain until around Wednesday when I'll be completely insane.  

Maybe there's more of a correlation between Ms. Plath and me than I thought...

3 comments:

Taylor Emrey Glascock said...

You better not take on any more of Sylvia's traits. If you start talking like Virginia Woolf, I am going to make an intervention.

Erin said...

I've always wanted to read Sylvia Plath. You'll have to tell me how her journals are...sometimes those are even more fascinating than novels! I have Virginia Woolf's journals and they are amazing!

breezylucia said...

maybe you will be inspired to blog tomorrow/today before you leave for omaha again...