:: Thursday, October 28, 2004 ::

There is a couple taking one of my English courses together. They are in their mid-70's I'd guess, although I've never been the best at reading age. They refer to our textbook, sharing, and I can't help but imagine them sitting and reading it aloud over cups of tea or some oldster-liquor... sherry and grand marnier, respectively.

Sip, sip, "shall we read Dr. Faustus now, dear?"

I like this little daydream. That's the way school should be: taken by interest and not necessity, free of tuition (seniors don't pay), and slowly. I have a feeling its their only class. They offer funny insight and giggle at the sexual naughtiness of The Wife of Bath.

Sometimes I just want to fast-forward my life, get to where they are: deteriorating bodies, wisdom, comfortable partnership.

I guess you can't gain wisdom that way. But for the moment, it all just makes me tired. I could crawl into bed and stay there forever, I think sometimes. But if that were the case, I'd prefer to have someone in there with me.


~song~ Joni Mitchell - Both Sides Now

:: Katy 4:52 p.m. [+] :: ::