Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Almost Gone

As you can see, the black eye is finally on its way off of my face. Good riddance! I'm tired of people looking at me as if convinced that I ought to be checking into a women's shelter. Oh, and for those who may be wondering, no, I did not get another perm. I got a hair cut today, and my hair decided that it was going to curl on its own. So, rather than attack it with a hair straightener, I gave in to its whim.

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"